This is a song about "Factory"

Slapped in factory boxes like boxers, i'm renegade,

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

And i ain't puttin' no rims on it, when it's five hundred ya ride factory

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

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

Evidently, im a killing accessory, thats why im hiding in a supplementary factory,

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

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Oh wait it is, i'm past all the last factory packagers packaging,