This is a song about "Money run de world"

We left em a world that's cursed

"how money running this world?!"

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

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

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Ill give you a run for your money

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Run on a ramage until the world ends

I came up hungry

I run for the money