This is a song about "Heck naw this ain t no pun"

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

That's another topic, we should start a project

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

That was a pun no seriousness in that one

Heck, his body turned to a speck

Probably die getting some head

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

So get the heck outta here,

Ghost in the hook so real

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

Hell naw you need to re-think that