This is a song about "Industry"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Industry should be embarrassed for signing these lil wayne inherits

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

It’s gutter symphony fuck the industry,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

This industry is full of arrogant snakes

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,