This is a song about "Free market economy"

Wanna see you work your body

Dont paid the prepaid free

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

When when the economy of america breaks

Do you think i'm crazy

Living young and wild and free

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

Circulate the economy better than any can/

Must be something you want me to see

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

Let me teach you all the sounds of love