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

These situations ain’t too shocking given the economy,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Intervals polluting the economy/

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

When nothing finds strong in such a weak economy,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Never did we think we'd have this weak of an economy,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Carcasses in carpet and drag em off to the market and sell em for charges