This is a song about "Reviving rap"

You think this is my reviving, you can try dying, see how you like it

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

This is the pinnacle of rap

You, you, you have to pay for that

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

The third one is mixed, white and black

The michael myers of rap,

She was wet off the bat

Ill end you will to rap

So i'm trying something fresh or maybe reviving a corpse

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

I'm cruising through this smooth rap

I'mma sign that work and release that

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

In the back of a chevy that’s all black