This is a song about "Industry"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Getting bored with this industry,

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

Striving in this industry

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I came in industry without get any help

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

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

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face