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

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

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

The funeral for hip-hop, i'm aiming down the sniper scope,

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius

The pop rock cos you ain't good enough for hip hop

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

And now hip-hop sounds in every street

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

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