This is a song about "Calm hip hop about dreams"

It's not hip-hop, it's pop

Almost cried right on the spot

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

In hip hop history you're piss to me

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

A nation with inspiration of hip-hop assassinatin',

Its these rappers who made hip hop unfold

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Just tryna say, how hip hop,

That cellphone that i bought

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I do it for my hip hop, constituents

These hip-hop cops is obnoxious

Here i go again, searching for love