This is a song about "World trade organization"

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

She wanted to fight at first

Ya you created this world

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Long as she come to me first

Heard all over the world

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

Y'all took over the world

We left em a world that's cursed

They giving pounds and that before get the money

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,