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Yo, Yo
 I sold my nigga these jordans
 Just so we could go on this date
 And you can do is bitch, about how I'm late
 I cut the container in half, 'cause I'm low on cash
 The situation is bleak. It was strong, but our lovin' is weak
 I quit my job and my folks threw me out last week
 Shit I can't even buy something to eat
 The whole world had laughs
 But Patrick let me crash on his couch
 It was blue maybe green
 First night I made Daily Routine
 Saw that shit on Adidas
 I'm thinking "niggas deadass got a chance to be on"
 I ain't write this as no "I have a Dream" song
 "Poor Nigga" theme song
 I mean it can, if you want it to be
 I just thought I'd talk some more about me
 Y'all niggas say he equal
 Just vibing with the people
 I'm scratching lottery tickets like, damn my nigga did we lose?
 Looking at my rent bill like, nigga did I move?
 When I was young, they asked my favorite color
 I'm thinking "What the fuck do you mean?"
 When we was all pure, I wasn't focused on green
 Screaming, "take your crayons back"
 The only color that matters is black
 See we live in a world of perspectives
 See us in nice shit and they want us arrested
 I ain't go to school
 We ain't have no electives
 Time's got erect
 We ain't have no electric
 Your boss wonders why you ain't enthused
 After this $8.60 its back to the blues
 After this $8.60 its back to the blues
 But its all about perspectives
 We just smoke weed, wild out, and drive reckless
 My niggas never listen to no Slipknot record
 I play 3-6 and get mad respect
 But I'm feeling worthless
 No money because I'm worthless
 This the real world, what the fuck you was expecting