This is a song about "The economy"

And the economy reduced my quality

It's a battlejust for tha big money

When nothing finds strong in such a weak economy,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

My flow makes the economy, rise higher than our nations bureaucracy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Intervals polluting the economy/