This is a song about "Market"

I hit up my supplier and retired the market

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I'm open to the market

I had to fight back and shit

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

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit