This is a song about "Who i em"

What the fuck happened to rap when

Started writin lyrics, now i spit em,

Studied up and i passed ‘em

Gets harder than rihanna when

Ship, didn't finish college, shit wasn't a problem

We still got emcees who spread hip hop and i thank 'em,

Started writin lyrics, now i spit em,

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Started writin lyrics, now i spit em,

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

I faced 'em, kidnapped 'em, then slayed ‘em gravely

We got money to go get baby