This is a song about "Hip hop heads"

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

I fucking hate this job

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Sorry eminem, but i run hip hop

To be hip-hop savior, the messiah

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

Living if she is or not

Inspired by hip hop that sounds so classic

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Supposing career wise i'd picked hip hop

You know i am not gon stop

Just tryna say, how hip hop,

Its these rappers who made hip hop unfold

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold