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

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

We all say we're gonna change the world once we get rich

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch

If i should die before i wake

So please just bury it in the shade,

Then bury her under the pavement

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

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

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch

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

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