This is a song about "Money run de world"

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

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

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

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Re-directed de-ci-sions

I only got four minutes

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

I run for the money

Cause some of you bitches funny