This is a song about "Market rabbits"

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

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

Im sayin one night my love is like that

I am the hardest in the market

And tricks will pull stunts on you out their hats like jack rabbits,

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

Amen, they say you only live once

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

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

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it