This is a song about "Market"

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

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

Carcasses in carpet and drag em off to the market and sell em for charges

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

I am the hardest in the market

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.