This is a song about "The record industry"

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Fly as ricky steam boat

I'll record with the hope,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Growing up in the industry where the evil chemistry

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Ignored the fact that they pressed record

The minds of record labels

My nigga, its all love

It’s gutter symphony fuck the industry,

And all women who had light features, see

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

I'm a go ahead in the race and hit this industry

I’m tryna be low key

Face of the industry