This is a song about "Your poor"

Your raps so poor you need a layaway

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

My whip is new but i'm playin' old school

I represent the desperation of the poor

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

Incoming callplus this my homie from high school

Come and get your scholarship, i'm taking kids to school

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Thinking y'all cant touch this well that's easy with your poor

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

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

You ain't more street so go suck your mother