This is a song about "Money run de world"

We're living in a fantasy

Ill give you a run for your money

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

Re-directed de-ci-sions

They bringing me fish and chips

Taking over the world while the money adds up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

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

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

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one