This is a song about "Turned myself in hip hop flo"

This hip-hop shit in his hip pocket and still the shit got

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Couldn't put myself in bed d 2 quick to hop a fence

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

Fuck around and pay your rent lets go in my car and fake the tint

I might be stupid but in my head i have the hip hop blueprint,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Back like i never ever left in the first

Born and raised in a swirled twirled hip hop world

This is raw straight hip-hop, rap in every way,

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

When nas dropped illmatic in 94' hip hop was frozen

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done