This is a song about "Industry"

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

I'm a go ahead in the race and hit this industry

But five years from now i bet she see

Striving in this industry

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Industry lames, take off that box logo

Scared about the industry

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I came in industry without get any help

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

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

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

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Of making the industry, good once again.