This is a song about "Poverty"

We was dead at our first breath, born into poverty

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

It still wouldn't compare to laughing heartily in ghetto poverty

Famine, poverty, barren atrocity

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

That's why poverty is the number one element

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

There's much more to life than just the poverty

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

We grew up in poverty, y'all wonder why we talk money,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook