This is a song about "Poor people"

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Poor white people seen as trailer trash collecting fed checks,

So like i said before don't act a fool

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

Donate to poor like you neva did

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

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

I call that shit that middle school

Is what i would say because i was poor

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

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