This is a song about "Industry night"

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Of making the industry, good once again.

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Industry and the strings attached to yours

You servant,to the industry when your skill is honestly worthless,

She mighty fine but i notice that her heart resides next to bitterness

I can smell it when i go outside

If you wondered what i do at night night night

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Scared about the industry

On they twitter writing novels, see

Striving in this industry

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see