This is a song about "Winer factory"

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

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

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

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

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

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

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

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

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

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