This is a song about "Money run de world"

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

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

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

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

I never fit in with them light skins

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

We left em a world that's cursed

"how money running this world?!"

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

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