This is a song about "Market"

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

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

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

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

I hit up my supplier and retired the market

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Wit my kin that i came in wit

I am the hardest in the market

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

I'm open to the market