This is a song about "Market"

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

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

So get up off that slave ship

I am the hardest in the market

After that moscato hit

I'm open to the market

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

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

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