This is a song about "5 elemets of hip hop"

You dick-less pieces of shit are just hip hop tourists

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

A nation with inspiration of hip-hop assassinatin',

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Became a crutch of mine, addiction, hip hop religion,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius