This is a song about "The crappy rap industry"

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Don't you dare show me your crappy skills

It’s gutter symphony fuck the industry,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Not likely like stay long please

Crappy shity feces

See this whole industry is fake but they seem to know the drill

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Face of the industry

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And all women who had light features, see

Agree with waka flacka fuck this industry,

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry