This is a song about "World trade"

Not a care in the world

Long as she come to me first

We left em a world that's cursed

I'm in the the real world

Nigga, you don't claim none, fan i am the teacher

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

Feelin top of the world

She wanted to fight at first

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

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

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free