This is a song about "The record industry"

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Back when everything in the industry was all new//

For the record, this not in the books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

And you could check the record, i'm unorthodox,

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

And for the record, i didn't think your rap was bad

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Your killing the hip-hop industry with your whack bars of misery,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Around my way, i'm cut throat

I'll record with the hope,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Of making the industry, good once again.