This is a song about "Command economy and market economy"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

The economy were i am has less chance of profession and your better

I hit up my supplier and retired the market

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

When nothing finds strong in such a weak economy,

What will we do first? start another war rape the economy like a whore?

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

And i stay down like my economy and finally i stay true to my might dynasty, yup!!!

The place to start is in our music, not the economy

If we thinking success is only measured by your money