This is a song about "Money run de world"

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

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

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

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Taking over the world while the money adds up

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Ill give you a run for your money

Blow up on this society

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

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