This is a song about "Money run de world"

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

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

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

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

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Ill give you a run for your money

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

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