This is a song about "Middle class white boy gangsters"

The middle class sees it as where worthless trash roams,

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

"damn, watch that white boy play."

But i - somehow, some way

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Let's pretend he grew up middle class with the ends,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

I always felt even though we were barely middle class,

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Most of america is not middle class or stacking the green,

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream