This is a song about "Im not rich"

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Getting rich is something thats not on my mind

Im not saying i'm perfect

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

In my drawsring, ring, ring

(not really sure what im doing)

Frightening, so fucking frightening

She's amazing im not lying

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Im just tryna get rich fitty hat and a down ass bitch thats why my mind gone

I promise im -not - him

Got me rushed to the station

Real bars im poor but rich son when it comes to spits son

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children