This is a song about "Poor peole"

Is what i would say because i was poor

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

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

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

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Everybody wasted faded, faded

Donate to poor like you neva did

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

I represent the desperation of the poor

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

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

Your raps so poor you need a layaway