This is a song about "Poverty and poor people"

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Crime and poverty? what do y'all think? we passed that shit?

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

We need to fix these streets, people livin’ in the poverty,

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

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,