This is a song about "Winer 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,

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

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

And all women who had light features, see

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

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

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great