This is a song about "Poor him"

Donate to poor like you neva did

X came through, caught lighter fluid

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

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I created this image

I turn you to a poor bitch

I represent the desperation of the poor

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

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Alas poor phenomenaldropper, i knew him well

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,