This is a song about "King rich"

I know these haters watching

I'm feelin like a king,

To get rich and famous,

Pocket racked up all big faces

Rather beatin on the bitch

I get confused when i'm not rich

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Yes sir, please confess

Gonna be the flexed zig king

There ain't no telling

I'm feelin like a king,

Man, straight and no fucking

Y'know i am the king

I said pay me it’s nothing

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch