This is a song about "Industry"

It’s gutter symphony fuck the industry,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

Striving in this industry

Dc, man over money

On they twitter writing novels, see

Im striving in this industry

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

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

I came in industry without get any help

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

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