This is a song about "Hop steppin"

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

Supposing career wise i'd picked hip hop

You in my neighborhood they'd drive-by for steppin' on turf,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Chorus: you didnt have to leave hip hop

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Ill have you back steppin slapperin travelling again

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Well man i do the yacht

Hip to the fucking hop

I can teach you all the sounds of love

These hip-hop cops is obnoxious