This is a song about "Matt poor"

We was loonie i suppose, you could

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

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

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,

Thinking y'all cant touch this well that's easy with your poor

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

So close i could give flip a play

Your raps so poor you need a layaway

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

I represent the desperation of the poor

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool