This is a song about "Money run de world"

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

Honestly i could run this world better, be a better captain.

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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

Vaccines can't protect cha from the rap dean's infectious tech burst

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

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

All the money in the world can't take this pain away

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day