This is a song about "Industry"

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Industry lames, take off that box logo

Back when everything in the industry was all new//

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

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

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I came in industry without get any help

I'm a baller, literally

Scared about the 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