This is a song about "Industry"

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

Back when everything in the industry was all new//

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Striving in this industry

They say nothings ever free

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Industry and the strings attached to yours

Getting bored with this industry,

Cause some of you bitches funny

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

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring