This is a song about "Not poor"

I got something you've been waiting for

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

I told myself that i would play it cool

I represent the desperation of the poor

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

Best thing is, you were emotionally poor,

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Is what i would say because i was poor

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you

Not poor, not rich, but just enough to pull it through

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

I'm going hard for the days i was poor