This is a song about "Money run de world"

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

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

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

All the money in the world can't take this pain away

Vaccines can't protect cha from the rap dean's infectious tech burst

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I run for the money

Hopin' that my niggas see

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Ill give you a run for your money

They say nothings ever free