This is a song about "Your poor"

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

Your raps so poor you need a layaway

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

I'm going hard for the days i was poor

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Man but this ain't no sign language

I turn you to a poor bitch

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor

Fuck you faggots, i'm with a fat bitch

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

We was loonie i suppose, you could

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.