This is a song about "Market"

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

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

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

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

I am the hardest in the market

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

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