This is a song about "Hip hop has no hierarchy"

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Supposing career wise i'd picked hip hop

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Sorry eminem, but i run hip hop

I get my cake; i love hip hop

I fucking hate this job

This is hip hop..my lair..you're a rising star but your ladder got no stairs/

"make a fool of me" upon uttering a threat in attempt to self defense

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Flip it for profit, flowin hip hop bitch

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Inspired by hip hop that sounds so classic

Hip hop is fucking mine

Doctor said i was fine