This is a song about "History of hip hop"

And i be talking about me, i do this

Fiends of classic hip hop with a massive

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

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

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

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

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Waivers of his hip-hop saviors and to the zodiac vapors.

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

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