This is a song about "Money run de world"

"how money running this world?!"

Long as she come to me first

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

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

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

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

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

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

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed