This is a song about "Rap i am number 1 champion"

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

I am the personification of rap

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

A crony capitalist corporate lobbyist champion of the 1 percent,

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Big shit popping, i'm the man

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I am number won i'll bake you with my own son so die even your bitch won't cry

Theres nothing wrong with a hit from the blunt and plus its number 1 grade

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate