This is a song about "Economy producer consumer supply demand"

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Cause i got zero consumer surplus

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

I leave most motherfuckers with suppressed lungs running out of air supply,

A writer, producer, actor, rapper, an emcee

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

President like "i demand that, and i demand this!"

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

It's too late, you ran ran out of your last supply

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

These situations ain’t too shocking given the economy,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

So much dough i supply the bakery