This is a song about "Rich boys poor girls"

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

He’ll be making people rich,

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Found a new rich nigga on the spot, whispering to his boys hold up, man did you see her interior?

Pretend it's competition while i stay shining bright like my favorite holiday's easter.