This is a song about "World trade"

She wanted to fight at first

I'm in the the real world

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

No need to decode, but yeah sometimes the truth blows and you trade blows

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

The good kid from the ugly city

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

Ya you created this world

Long as she come to me first

We left em a world that's cursed

Feelin top of the world