This is a song about "The poor"

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

The poor little words ya jotting 'n writing.

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Religion exists, just so the poor isn't killing the rich

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone

Are the poor and sick and tired who've been fighting too long,

The middle class feels guilty for their poor, now it's hurting,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I told myself that i would play it cool

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

So we rhyme for the hurting, poor hard working for,