This is a song about "Money run de world"

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

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

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

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

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

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Ill give you a run for your money

But make sure if they do see

Run on a ramage until the world ends

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst