This is a song about "Industry"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Industry and the strings attached to yours

This industry has us all in a slump

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Im striving in this industry

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

Back when everything in the industry was all new//

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you