This is a song about "Hip dysplasia"

Without the sound of guns

But i'm really hip hops essence.

So get up off that slave ship

Like the words on my hip

Haven't seen a girl in so long

Real hip-hop will never gone!

Trip, and then you never snitch

Cause we talkin' hip hop bitch

I like to call that a quick flip

Draw so fast from the hip,

We don't ever make love

These hip-hop cops is obnoxious

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

To be hip-hop savior, the messiah

Hip hop is my motherfuckin' world

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first