This is a song about "Poor and selfsatam"

And you suddenly got cream and all that time was broke and poor,

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

But me and my mom poor all at the very same time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

I grew up poor, but artists brag about it and keep talking,

We gunna take this party on into the morning

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

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

And that's in a poor neighborhood, truly nobody cares,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

And be out london with lauren and telling megan good morning

I grew up poor, but artists brag about it and keep talking,

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

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

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

People label me as soft, emotional and poor