This is a song about "Industry"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

So sorry,i am brave,i got this industry to save

Fusing industry of fake mc's secretly acting like the next big thing

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Getting bored with this industry,

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Scared about the industry

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Burn rappers with a third degree... never agreed with the industry

To the rigors of the industry

It ain't hard to make money