This is a song about "The assassination of hip hop by the coward 2 chainz"

We're the tip-top of hip-hop, breed rhyme stars,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

To be hip-hop savior, the messiah

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Im piloting hip hop after a 5th of vodka in the cockpit

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius

He's stupid as 2 chainz but wu tang was the group,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Fuck that job been around that block

Hip to the fucking hop

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

I'm at the tip top of rap here to knock you off the hip hop map