This is a song about "Market"

I am the hardest in the market

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

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

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

I'm open to the market

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I'm in another universe no idea where i am at all

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

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

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

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see