This is a song about "Mining industry"

Of making the industry, good once again.

When they here today what you say to them

Didn't even care whether it's summer or blistering cold , platinum records were getting sold

Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

I came in industry without get any help

Cause some of you bitches funny

To the rigors of the industry

Fusing industry of fake mc's secretly acting like the next big thing

So i happen to phil jacksons along the way with this talking

Hey, must be the money

Scared about the industry

This industry has us all in a slump

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt