This is a song about "Seaworks market economy"

Until he sell his own cd's at the market

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

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.

I am the hardest in the market

I just wanna be higher than that

I am the hardest in the market

And you all will respect that

Intervals polluting the economy/

Third ward general, young cash money

Never did we think we'd have this weak of an economy,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free