This is a song about "Im poor as fuck"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Afford to sell, we're poor as hell, spare me two dollars,

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Im boss as fuck, no ones employing me

So while the world goes drake crazy

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

He's leveled up but still wack as fuck

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Fuck friends (as if they are)

Hope my city is not too far