This is a song about "Money run de world"

"how money running this world?!"

She wanted to fight at first

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

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

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

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

During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

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