This is a song about "Industry"

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Striving in this industry

This industry has us all in a slump

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

Industry lames, take off that box logo

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

Ho i kick it, i punt it like reggie roby or something

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

My friends said my rappin is wack, i can't be the future face of this industry//

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree