This is a song about "Income inequality"

And inequality, .... still we ball our fists,

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

All we need is convienient love

Inequality promises

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

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

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

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

When most whites are low-income, and they're seen as rednecks,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

Income comes cause in your mouth they cum when you suck dicks

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics