This is a song about "Poor kid"

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Come and get your scholarship, i'm taking kids to school

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

After party crib full of broads all naked

Quick turning into that cocky kid

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

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

Is what i would say because i was poor

But i'm done teachin' niggas though it's school

Fuck you and ya' attendance kid,

Lobsters and shrimp im good

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

They got all this money while people are poor

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool