This is a song about "Rags to riches"

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

On the road to riches and diamond rings

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

I sit back in my rags

Descending from a missive of riches,

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Callin' for girls to administer their riches,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And then except that everybody just goes rags to riches,

Devils night riches exposed to those within it, are you superstitious?

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

I'm on the road to the riches.