This is a song about "World trade organization"

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

But i murder him first

Feelin top of the world

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

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Long as she come to me first

Not a care in the world

Heard all over the world

We left em a world that's cursed