This is a song about "I hip hop king"

We still got emcees who spread hip hop and i thank 'em,

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

When it comes to hip hop i can't help but rejoice

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

I do it for my hip hop, constituents

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

But i cant give up hip hop

Pawning my chain in the shop

I will even take over hip hop

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

From chi-town i know that hip-hop was never out.

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud