This is a song about "Market"

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

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.

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

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

I am the hardest in the market

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

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