This is a song about "Industry"

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Face of the industry

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Industry lames, take off that box logo

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Industry and the strings attached to yours

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

I just want somebody i can see

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

To the rigors of the industry