This is a song about "Epic rap battles of history"

Never generic but generous / clever and epic- a veteran

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

I am the personification of rap

Anthropology's none to incisions i live in your history, four fifths of a g,

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Instead of darkened fiends writing her fucking history,

Pissed that my battles are full of real shit

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

When biggie wrote his first rhymes they were treated epic

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig