This is a song about "Money caused the world to die"

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

What the fuck am i hear for? just to live and die?

For people to die, because no money is sent?

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Visual orgasms caused by spams in the microphone,

To world that confined the benign

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

On the road to riches, krs and bdp, and ready to die,

The world would die because of it

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Until the day i die, ill try to give you the world.

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Getting to the money

We're living in a fantasy