This is a song about "Money run de world"

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

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

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

Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter

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

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

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

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

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