This is a song about "Im a rap godz s"

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

You dont rap and im not a jew

I was twelve when the gunned you

Fuck a rap, write a song, im fed

Nobody ain't own us yet

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

Until the day i die, i promise to be wisewith my heart open, greed brings only misery

Whether im in rap war or a skirmish, ill be the one who reemerges screaming victory

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

I don't give a fuck what the 80's did