This is a song about "Money run de world"

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

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

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

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

Your classroom testing! right there in the cafeteria eating! right there in the

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

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please