This is a song about "Factors of production"

Trife emcee this is a parkside production record

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.

First off congratulations on the win

I got laney on production

Full of shit, that is us, greater factors, wacker fucks

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Out of this coviction of feelings

Before we see it's hard to live

Change factors race the lane backwards take chance

Know it good when she go no hands

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

I trap factors like a pig laugh or hangers