This is a song about "Money run de world"

Re-directed de-ci-sions

All green nigga pick six

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

My turf, strong nerve, never on the reverse, stay rehearsed or cursed,

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

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

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

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

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

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission