This is a song about "Got my hip hop look"

Hip hop my humble abode,great lyricism he bestowed

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

When you look into the hip hop nation, you see girls and gold

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Man but this ain't no sign language

Cause we talkin' hip hop bitch

I send out my lyrical rings//i am a titan/hip hop giant//the one who speaks and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

With this i just hit level twelve, but please don't think i sit full of wealth

This is hip hop..my lair..you're a rising star but your ladder got no stairs/

You chris, i rock

"it's not hip hop, it's pop."

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

We still got emcees who spread hip hop and i thank 'em,

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays,

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face