This is a song about "Market research"

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

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

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

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

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

My soul begins to seek, research discovered the truth uncovered and devised

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

I've done all my research and i've put in my work,

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,