This is a song about "Rich man"

On trial for possession of some chronic

Richie rich, got a candle stick,

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Of being rich and powerful

When you fly as a bitch

That's what you do when you rich

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich

Found a new rich nigga on the spot, whispering to his boys hold up, man did you see her interior?

Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for

I live in england where them bitches rich,

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college