This is a song about "Robicheaux manufacturing"

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

How every choice and every move made

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

You gotta make a speech

Blowin' that long beach

Called it new generation and lickety split,

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

They'll have to rename this one

They wanna change the system

Catch you up on places i've been

Ina fucked up generation

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

Look it something they can't ever see

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Into the star system