This is a song about "Kensington market"

I'm open to the market

I got some fire and shit

I am the hardest in the market

I’m first class on my trip trip

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

I am the hardest in the market