This is a song about "Fracture hip"

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Now you've grazed your knee and broken your hip.

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Don't talk slick boy ya bones get'em fracture

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

When i slit them with a knife, drawn from my hip,

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I will fracture to a fraction

Hip is hopping, like frogs

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Hip hop is fucking mine

Doctor said i was fine