This is a song about "Poor gangster"

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

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

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

I represent the desperation of the poor

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

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

Best thing is, you were emotionally poor,

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

People label me as soft, emotional and poor