This is a song about "A factory worker"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

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

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

Don’t you be holding back

What a bummer, what a drag

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

Your careers over, he’s slumped over

He starts to get known as a real good worker,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Influences are a dime a dozen

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

You're a pussy not a cat

Top dropped down, black on black

Its a challenge breaking a habit

But you're loving mine i am the shit