I’m a pimp by blood, not relation,
y’all still chase on, I’ll replace on

If you don’t recognize that truth and the one who spat it, gtfo this thread you poser ;)

And, perhaps, this lesser known

I rip rappers and take responsibility,
For makin’ future hall of famers look third-rate,
Y’all are lost for words like,
Conversation on your worst first-date,
And raw beats creep through side streets,
Loose leaf notepads, that’s where rhymes leak,
Punch-lines, man, don’t even beg,
I got knee-slapping tracks, y’all cruisin’ ya leg,
You a rhyme-writer, buddy? Man, that’s a joke,
You ain’t worthy of being my secretary,
Man, that’s a quote

If you do recognize that, well, you’re just as fucking goofy as me, which ain’t much, but it’s better than nothing. But it’s a pretty fucking tight set of lyrics.