This is a song about "Poor kid"

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

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

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

Yeah, we get this cabbage

I turn you to a poor bitch

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

Quick turning into that cocky kid

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Been running around trying find a job

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

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

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

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule