This is a song about "The record industry"

I came up hungry

Face of the industry

Epic, they used to feed me detours

For the record, this not in the books

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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Of making the industry, good once again.

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

So i ended up all alone

But let the record be shown

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

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

You servant,to the industry when your skill is honestly worthless,

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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