This is a song about "Command economy and market economy"

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Korrupt kats that's jocking me, poverty, possibly a oligarchy economy

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

When when the economy of america breaks

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Organs pieced out and sold to black market elderly,

Circulate the economy better than any can/

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

And dame said he proud of my newfound honesty