This is a song about "Market"

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

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

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

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

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

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