This is a song about "Market"

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

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

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

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

I am the hardest in the market

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

I am the hardest in the market