This is a song about "The rap industry"

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

We vegetables, on them record labels

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

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

My friends said my rappin is wack, i can't be the future face of this industry//

Burn rappers with a third degree... never agreed with the industry

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Scared about the industry

It ain't hard to make money

Im striving in this industry