This is a song about "Money run de world"

My turf, strong nerve, never on the reverse, stay rehearsed or cursed,

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

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

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Taking over the world while the money adds up

Re-directed de-ci-sions

And the v12, that's on various trips

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

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

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please