This is a song about "Farmer 1800 vs factory worker"

Looking at your money

Let my temper get me

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

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

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

It's like marvel vs d.c

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The egyptian farmer shenti had just begun

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Vs me taking a step

Kick back and know yo son set

A beast that's what i am, with incredible beats no one could match.

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,