This is a song about "Grime factory"

Need to grime i'm staying in line for the game not the fame

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

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

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

I'll bring it dirty if you want it the flow like grime

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

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

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

Beef: i hammer mine

But they understand grime?

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Faster it sounded but with no grime or crime or ether