This is a song about "Poor life"

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

Trying to give them light and a message

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

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

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

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

For beating another misinformed poor stoner

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

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

Best thing is, you were emotionally poor,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Donate to poor like you neva did

Super magic, abracadabra kid