This is a song about "Market crash"

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

My records sell, yes sir

I'm a fucking rap star

Your team will crash like nascar

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Fell asleep in first class

Keep gnash on your teeth till it crash

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

I am the hardest in the market

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that