This is a song about "Money run de world"

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

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

Honestly i could run this world better, be a better captain.

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

On they twitter writing novels, see

Ill give you a run for your money

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

I run for the money

Than the muse of a family

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

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

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for