This is a song about "Worlds tread"

So no ones safe as long as the worlds rotating and still feeble

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Ill be the worlds best ever known rhyme dropper.

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Ya this worlds so cold but dont tell me

I swear they think i'm crazy

Are you perfect motherfucker

Buried and killed by the worlds eighth wonder

This worlds out of balance, scales broke here comes the challenge,

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

But when the music plays its like my worlds an episode of cops

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

To be able to beat these damn worms untill they see two worlds and their faces

Cause this worlds gonna get whats coming to it

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that