This is a song about "Poor ass niggas"

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

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

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

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

These bitch ass niggas dont wanna start the beef

Not some ghetto poor bitch ass villain

My talent should take me places i've never been

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

My hat is always the color of cactus

You niggas corny as fuck, i'm just a horny ass jock

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock