This is a song about "Industry"

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Of making the industry, good once again.

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

I'm a go ahead in the race and hit this industry

Striving in this industry

They say nothings ever free

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

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

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

This industry is full of arrogant snakes

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

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race