This is a song about "Hopsin"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Ask hopsin why his ill mind is so unforgivable

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Tech nine for punchlines, hopsin for quick blows

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

I'm lucifer, i'm more like shady or like hopsin to y'all,

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

"how can hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

You should all be like hopsin and hate fans,