This is a song about "World trade"

We left em a world that's cursed

Hip hop is my motherfuckin' world

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

But i murder him first

Feelin top of the world

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

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

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

Where every recipient, property of the state

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

Long as she come to me first

I'm in the the real world