This is a song about "Hip hip"

I'mma treat you like my whip

Like the words on my hip

That they made a new genre for you called hop hip

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

And don't make vibrations stop

It's not hip-hop, it's pop

So i banged for a minute

Draw so fast from the hip,

Saying they this and that

This hip beat i'm offing it

Just tryna say, how hip hop,

By any means, if ya like it or not

The way she walks and causes a fuss

These hip-hop cops is obnoxious

But i'm really hip hops essence.

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips