This is a song about "Trans saharan trade"

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

Where every recipient, property of the state

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Hilarity like wordplay with transparency that only trans parents see

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I wouldn't trade you for the world, you're all that i need.

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

If i don't make that man there dance

Running over trans ams