This is a song about "Your so poor"

So we rhyme for the hurting, poor hard working for,

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

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

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

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

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

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

I'm your final save, no more need to cave, it's sure, no poor

Momma said i should reconsider law school

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

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Although thought that we would grow

Worthlessness is your disease. so....

My parents are so poor they're disenfranchised from politics,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers