This is a song about "Im poor too"

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

That im addicted too,

Swagging till i'm too poor, to afford, a rolly from the store

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

Aint rich aint poor im all day on record,

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Yea, yea im kinda broken, you might be too

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Im shinin too hard on these hatas roll up yo windows