This is a song about "Poor and struggle"

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college

While you had to struggle ‘n kiss ass, and for what bitch?

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

And you wonder why poor teens wile and press the metal,

There's a clear divide of race and class between the rich and poor,

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

It's an everyday struggle we hustle and remain the nicest

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Are the poor and sick and tired who've been fighting too long,

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone