This is a song about "Market"

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

I hit up my supplier and retired the market

Carcasses in carpet and drag em off to the market and sell em for charges

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

I am the hardest in the market

One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall

I am the hardest in the market

You, you, you have to pay for that