This is a song about "Hip hop declaration of peace"

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip-hop is dead

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

I’ll never say that i’m not, the giant king of hip hop,

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,