This is a song about "The rich bury the poor"

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

The blacks and the poor and the women given grief,

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

My lyrics will bury you in the pit

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Then bury her under the pavement

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

D.c. all up in this bitch

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

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool