This is a song about "Worlds"

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Cause this worlds gonna get whats coming to it

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Me against the rest of the worlds it's

So here i am at the store for some chips

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

I am money, believe it or not i'm the worlds most cunning

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Ya this worlds so cold but dont tell me

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

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Worlds in your hands now, better believe

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Nick all the worlds childrens presents