This is a song about "Straight out paisa and poor"

Poor, working-class household, now i'm here out cold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Pulled out a burner shut a hole straight through his head

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

And you suddenly got cream and all that time was broke and poor,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Throw em in my trunk and head out straight for the docks

Straight out of rap's fittest camps

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps