This is a song about "Poor metamorphosis"

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

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

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

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

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

I represent the desperation of the poor

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Here i go again, falling in love