This is a song about "Market"

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

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

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

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

I am the hardest in the market

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

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

When you making a difference it's gone be haters