This is a song about "Money run de world"

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

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

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood

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

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

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