This is a song about "Factories"

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

I moved here, work at grocery stores, there are factories,

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

I rob it like i'm butch cassidy, so wack emcees packed in factories,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

If i can get past the wack emcees packed in factories,