This is a song about "Money run de world"

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Re-directed de-ci-sions

My team getting digits

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

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

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

Back like i never ever left in the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,