And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth
Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards
Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch
'cuz my motherfuckin' parents are too poor to pay for college,
I feel sorry for there parents
I ain't used to it, she got that hot love
I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school
I represent the desperation of the poor
She can make a pimp fall in love
Cause he was abandoned from parents,
Names and graves and the poor children who's parents are now gone away.
Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things
Up parents, faggots and the feminists
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