This is a song about "Factory"

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

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

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

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