People label me as soft, emotional and poor
Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,
Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours
Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian
Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
Churches searching for the pockets of the poor
Ain't like my job or guys i employ
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool
I represent the desperation of the poor
Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull
The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,
It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
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