This is a song about "Money run de world"

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

We left em a world that's cursed

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

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

Que ni soy ni soy de ojos azules ni de piel negra seria seria

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

Taking over the world while the money adds up

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

And the last one, he's in the mirror

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

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