This is a song about "Sisterhood of hip hop"

Hip hop is the game, domination top of my check-list

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

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

A nation with inspiration of hip-hop assassinatin',

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Your killing the hip-hop industry with your whack bars of misery,

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

I'm tryna bring back the vibe of hip hop in the streets,