This is a song about "Art of hip hop"

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

I give props to artist in the world of hip hop

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

While i'm expressing thoughts of hip-hop from my golden dome,

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

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

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Im piloting hip hop after a 5th of vodka in the cockpit

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius