This is a song about "Juan poor"

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day

Your raps so poor you need a layaway

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

You're buying though cuz i'm really kinda fucking poor

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

They got all this money while people are poor

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule