This is a song about "The union hip hop shop theta chi 177 east state street"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

To be hip-hop savior, the messiah

They killed hip hop dead, but ill save the remains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Ya need to stop drop and roll cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I'm the new hip-hop teenager,i'll save u like a ranger

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for