This is a song about "Money run de world"

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

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

Long as she come to me first

"how money running this world?!"

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Taking over the world while the money adds up

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

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

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

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

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

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

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