This is a song about "Money run de world"

They want the money and the power that's just the world we living in,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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

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

Chillin' with homies and family

Ill give you a run for your money

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

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

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

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