This is a song about "Market"

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

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

Or let the mob handle that

I'm open to the market

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

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

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

I am the hardest in the market

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

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips