This is a song about "Being wealthy"

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think i'm wealthy,

Why you being inadmissible,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

In baghdad, iraq only wealthy live happily

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Of being of always getting wired

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

A troubled family, wealthy parents living prodigy..

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it