This is a song about "The merchant of venice"

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

The king of the jungle

Just like an animal

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

The one who em talks of

Tawiah - all i need chorus

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful