This is a song about "Poor boy"

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

I represent the desperation of the poor

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

No ray of joyi'm the boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor