This is a song about "Rune factory"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

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

And i ain't puttin' no rims on it, when it's five hundred ya ride factory

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Slapped in factory boxes like boxers, i'm renegade,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Oh wait it is, i'm past all the last factory packagers packaging,

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

Evidently, im a killing accessory, thats why im hiding in a supplementary factory,