This is a song about "Real hip hop"

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Must be something you want me to see

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Inspired by hip hop that sounds so classic

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

I don't know why i'm even on this track

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

A nation with inspiration of hip-hop assassinatin',

But i cant give up hip hop

That means i have no block

I fucking hate this job

Just tryna say, how hip hop,

Today it's ill, and fuck the rest of hip-hop that says "stayin' real",

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel