This is a song about "World trade organization"

We left em a world that's cursed

That are fought inside your world/

Long as she come to me first

Y'all took over the world

So while the world goes drake crazy

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

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

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade