This is a song about "Wealth and poverty"

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

And if there is white poverty, they're seen as rednecks,

We're once again in the cycle of poverty and crime,

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

On this side of the tracks there's only riches and wealth

Face palming poverty/

Let me rideuntil i get free

Blade in my hand time flowed like sand and i was far away from wealth,

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I get off because of wealth, and i truly really hate the people,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

But poverty and hunger are frustrating, and just know it hurts,