This is a song about "Kensington market"

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

I am the hardest in the market

You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I hit up my supplier and retired the market

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit