This is a song about "Money run de world"

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

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

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

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

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

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

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace