This is a song about "Winer factory"

But five years from now i bet she see

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe

Slapped in factory boxes like boxers, i'm renegade,

Oh wait it is, i'm past all the last factory packagers packaging,

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

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

And i ain't puttin' no rims on it, when it's five hundred ya ride factory

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

Evidently, im a killing accessory, thats why im hiding in a supplementary factory,