This is a song about "Greatest lyrical rap artist of all time"

The greatest thoughts of man,

Hoppin' out a van

Of course we can't forget the greatest of all time,

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

I'm tired of rap wars it's time for some stories/

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

The dead society of a poet

With all of this rap shit

You should rap about other people, not just you all the time

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

Eminem is the greatest of all time