This is a song about "Money run de world"

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

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

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

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

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Taking over the world while the money adds up

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

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

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I run for the money

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

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the