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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Korrupt kats that's jocking me, poverty, possibly a oligarchy economy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

Folks trick themselves to think the economy is fine,

I am the hardest in the market

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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