This is a song about "Poor connection"

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

You ain't more street so go suck your mother

Thinking y'all cant touch this well that's easy with your poor

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

But me and my brother never made it out school

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

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

That connection to music back again i love it

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

You're buying though cuz i'm really kinda fucking poor

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

People label me as soft, emotional and poor