This is a song about "Money run de world"

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

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

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

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

All the money in the world can't take this pain away

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

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

Re-directed de-ci-sions

I never fit in with them light skins