This is a song about "I hop"

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

When i hop up out the bed, i need a parachute

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

You cant but i can hip-hop like a frog

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

I will even take over hip hop

I spit that real hip hop, youd think my lips are black

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

I get my cake; i love hip hop

You know i am not gon stop

Feed me hip-hop and i start trembling

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string