This is a song about "Poor friend"

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

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

So give it baby

Friend after friend left me

Im starving for blood my friend

Beach on the weekend

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Talking about a friend, of a friend

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Best thing is, you were emotionally poor,

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

You were an amazing best friend

Half your body laying on my chest