This is a song about "Poor kid"

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

Everybody wasted faded, faded

Quick turning into that cocky kid

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

I'm a poor white kid, got beat up everyday but stayed in school,

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

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

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

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

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

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

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