This is a song about "Grime factory"

You made me wanna

Done grime these streets are the

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

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

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Lombardi time; dizee off that grime

Sayin' have you done that extortion, am gonna wrap up the grime

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Commit the perfect crime, stop listening to grime

It's no longer a new jack city

On hip hop and grime my g,

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

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory