This is a song about "Factories"

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

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

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

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

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

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