This is a song about "Poverty"

He's acting like he knows poverty with that cake in his hand

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Famine, poverty, barren atrocity

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

That's why poverty is the number one element

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Korrupt kats that's jocking me, poverty, possibly a oligarchy economy

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

But it’s hard to believe with all this poverty and crime,

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,