This is a song about "Income equality"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Respect equality and a right to make cream

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

But at the same time at that time was no equality,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

We parents are low-income, and i'm white, so no scholarships,

In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

I ain't asking for equality among men and women

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Inside we're all the same, equality is commodity it's not about

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

I'm low-income right now, i'm moving to a shotgun,