This is a song about "Poor man"

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

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

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

And don't make vibrations stop

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

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

For beating another misinformed poor stoner

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Is what i would say because i was poor

Then you look like a fucking fool