This is a song about "Hip hip"

So i took another shot

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

When i slit them with a knife, drawn from my hip,

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Long as she come to me first

Hip hop is my motherfuckin' world

I'm riding around with my gun on hip

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

Looking so damn right you're wrong

Real hip-hop will never gone!

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

Fuck the dip cause that feeling was hip