This is a song about "Money run de world"

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

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

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

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

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

Ill give you a run for your money