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

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

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

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

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

She wanted to fight at first

"how money running this world?!"

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

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

I run for the money

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree