This is a song about "Market basket"

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

//fast flow to match the beat, if you do it slow you probably wont notice the internals lol

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

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

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

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Because it's the third world, those dictators are basket cases,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love