Damn, it's funny I haven't been inspired to write since I was seventeen, that was truly the day I lost my lyrical account for my hip hop dream, so I focused on being a father and provider. My new dream, and Main focus was being better than my sperm donor. This man was unknown, no birthdays, no letters, can't even place hos face. I have no ill will, and judgement is not my place. But rap game opened my very essence, y'all awoken the sleeping Beast, now it's about time, like Jack Nicholson's Joker, that they all get w load of me . "I heard the whispers, visualize the stares." Like; Yo who the fuck is he? Allow me to introduce, next to lead the the pack, an innovative, influential Savior of hip hop, we about to take, our art form back. Give back to the Kings and Queens who deserve to have the throne, The future,B.I.G's, Pac's, Wayne's, Jay-Z 's the list goes on. Come on rap game we have the talent and power, if we continue the support this rap game could finally be ours. (chorus x2) Who is he Who is he Lables mean mugg Mainstream throw salt Gambino LaCosta Nostra He needs to be stopped. (verse 2) Ain't no way to stop, the shit that's about to happen. The hip hop Armeddon, and it's starting with this app, so much talent yet to be tapped, but when we finally break free, ain't shit y'all can do, sit there be upset and watch it unfold. We about to invade, winning the battle and the fucking war. bitch this the rap games greatest and we all spit ether, and remain raw. (chorus until fades) Who is he Who is he Lables mean mugg Mainstream throw salt Gambino LaCosta Nostra He needs to be stopped