This is a song about "Money run de world"

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

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

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

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

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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