This is a song about "Free market economy"

When nothing finds strong in such a weak economy,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

When when the economy of america breaks

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Intervals polluting the economy/

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I am the hardest in the market

Folks trick themselves to think the economy is fine,

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time