This is a song about "Poor and struggle"

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

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

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

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

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Let's pretend he wasn't poor, and not frontin' in pain,

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

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special