This is a song about "Market"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

And trying to start today with arguments

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

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.

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

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

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