This is a song about "Money run de world"

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the 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

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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

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

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

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

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad