This is a song about "Rich the kid"

Steal from the rich, snake oil to deceive

But in the meantime it's lights please

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

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

Looking at them haters crammed in the dodge stratus

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Cause you're dumb like the rich people prefer doing his dollar sum.

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Name, like he's the champion, an average kid/

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

Nah just kiddin im the devils kid

Now i'm rich, flowing on the concrete like slick rick

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick