This is a song about "Grime factory"

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

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Done grime these streets are the

Now this rap is influenced from west, east and grime

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

As we return with a crash, to smash the grime scene

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

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

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Scrapes grime off the gutters