This is a song about "Money run de world"

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Back like i never ever left in the first

They want the money and the power that's just the world we living in,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Taking over the world while the money adds up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck