This is a song about "Hip op"

Fuck the dip cause that feeling was hip

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

But i'm really hip hops essence.

You don't mean that, you faggot

Like the words on my hip

Hip hop’s poser extinguisher.

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Beep boop bop im a robot girlfriends flowbot this aint co op single fuckin shooter

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for