This is a song about "Economy"

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Circulate the economy better than any can/

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

When nothing finds strong in such a weak economy,

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

These situations ain’t too shocking given the economy,

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

My flow makes the economy, rise higher than our nations bureaucracy,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

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