This is a song about "Factory"

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

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

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

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

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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