This is a song about "Industry"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Industry should be embarrassed for signing these lil wayne inherits

But that's a industry mentality, misogyny's a reality,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

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

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

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see