This is a song about "Worlds"

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Cause this worlds gonna get whats coming to it

The real muscle in the message of that

When it comes to spitting that fire

Caving into the worlds desire

Me against the rest of the worlds it's

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Its time for our worlds rebirth but gotta do it right this time

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

And losin all his money

Ya this worlds so cold but dont tell me

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Words are weapons, the only right way of the worlds directions