This is a song about "Poor life"

Incoming callplus this my homie from high school

Best thing is, you were emotionally poor,

I use to have wealth but /poor like i was loaned life then /torn

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

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

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Now i’m up in this bitch

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

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

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor