This is a song about "I m the cod king"

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

As i was sayin im the king of this rap shit

The real muscle in the message of that

The way i write has got the king working over time,

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

'cause weavin' facades is as easy as lobs of feed to the cod

U play cod n' hold the controller sideways as ur banging the guns

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

King of louisina i been the truth

Girls say everything that i write smooth