I was really poor growing up. We where the third house from a four line elevated train. Pretty much ate once a day except when I was in school, I was one of the few kids that actually ate there school lunch willingly. Used to eat breadcrumbs or sugar with a spoon for a snack.
When I was 10 or 11 me and my friend went to the store (his parents where loaded) and he bought some candy, well when he bought the candy these other kids saw that he had money, so of course when we left the store we got jumped. They hit my friend a few times and he willingly gave up his cash and then they turned to me and one of them said "Leave that poor whiteboy alone. He aint got shit." so they left me alone.
So it just goes to show, when life gives you lemons, dont take them out in the hood, cause someone will beat the shit out of you and take them from you.