This is a song about "Money run de world"

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

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

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

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

"how money running this world?!"

She wanted to fight at first

Que ni soy ni soy de ojos azules ni de piel negra seria seria

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the