Man, rap today f**ing s**s bad, I don't give a f** what anybody says. These fools ain't spitting no type of dope sh**, but that's not even the bad part; they're not even saying words anymore. They just got a hard-a** f**ing beat to trick dumb a**es like you to make you think you like the sh**. Play that f**in' beat. We got some real f**ing mentally retarded rappers in the game. I know for a fact nobody knows what the f** these dudes be saying! Wait, turn my reverb and my auto-tune on real quick. This what the f** they be doing:
Hopsin proceeds to parody how many popular hip-hop artists music sound. While the track is gibberish and generic sounding, it's not far off some club songs
Yeah, haha, yeah shout out to my brothers, turn it up!
I put it on rollie, I'm drinkin' straight lean, a b**h is straight feelin' my diamonds
I'm rollin' specific, my n***a you countin' my sh**, but that sh** out my dome, burrrrt
Give it some time, diamonds, some n***as and rum
None of this money and no place to put it, so I'm puttin' all it up, turn up!
I tell all of you n***as, my family, I tell you, I tell you I love you
Now, tell all your family right there when I say, when I say that I love you
I done came with these bands with my n***as and n***as is callin' me crazy
I went to the doctor, he looked at my dick and he said I got rabies.
A lotta n***a tryna figure out
She gonna do a n***a, big? I know
I'm on the jury duty's corners standin' big, I know
Standin' big, I know, I want it big, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know, I got it big, I know
I know, I know, I got it big, I know
I got it big, I know
I got it big, I know
I got it big, I know
I know, I know
Now watch these dumba**es be like "hey that sh** went hard though bruh."