This is a song about "Poor life"

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

I told myself that i would play it cool

So like i said before don't act a fool

They got all this money while people are poor

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

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

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

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

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

And we was poor, but our life chances weren't better than yours,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

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