This is a song about "Money run de world"

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Re-directed de-ci-sions

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

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

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

But i murder him first

"how money running this world?!"

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

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

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest