This is a song about "Plans shit squad rich poor"

My hat is always the color of cactus

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Religion exists, just so the poor isn't killing the rich

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

Another chapter, life plans scatter

Baby, you know who you are

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

And that ain't shit in poor neighborhoods but middle class silence,

Aint rich aint poor im all day on record,

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

All i want is you baby

The squad on lock no key

Make the fingers snap

845 brick squad on the track/

The most ill, more drama than denzel

Plans consist of being successful