This is a song about "Free market economy"

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

Circulate the economy better than any can/

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

I am the hardest in the market

Took my heart away from money

Dont paid the prepaid free

Never did we think we'd have this weak of an economy,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Preferably judge free?

Lets come up to my city