This is a song about "Hip dysplasia"

Real hip-hop will never gone!

December 4th a star was born

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

But i'm really hip hops essence.

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Sid's got that mysterious juice up up in his under hip

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

To be hip-hop savior, the messiah

I put the nigga in his casket

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

Now you speaking my language

Cause we talkin' hip hop bitch