What the hip hop hell is this ?

[Intro: Valorant Announcer] Sudden dea— (Oh, oh, oh, oh) [Chorus: JPEGMAFIA] Uh, uh Lately, every word that come out my mouth get fired straight from the hip (Yeah) I've been living on colored people time, I'm getting there when I get (When I get) Lately, I've been trying not to go outside, I hate how people get (Get) What was your past rate? (Uh) You keep chillin? We might have to castrate What the f— Where's the hits? Yeah, I heard all your beats wasn't hits I can't argue with talеnt or lists (Uh-uh) What the hip-hop hell is this? Oh, you mad you not on some lists? Bitch, Malcolm ain't diе for this sh— (Come on) [Verse: JPEGMAFIA] Uh, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that shit (Ayy) You tried to swing and you—(Uh, uh) Ain't make that shit Every shot that you take is a brick (It's a brick!) Every brick that you make is a miss (It's a miss!) Niggas wearing your house on they wrist (On they wrist!) Bet the house you ain't touching shit Pay your rent, get off of my dick, bitch (Yeah) Lately, I've been trying not to go outside, I'm still not doing shit Layin' the Smackdown on jabronis 'cause they not followin' the script When it comes to getting this money (Uh, uh), I'm aimin' for that white like I'm Twigs Told this white girl that I'm scared (Let's go!) Niggas that grew up 'round crackers they whole life turn twenty, go hotep and shit (It's facts!) It's a trip Oh, you mad you not Grammy picked? (Grammy picked!) You're so sad, you not on some lists (On some lists!) What the hip-hop hell is this? (Huh) Bitch, Malcolm ain't die for this shit (Uh-uh) Marcus ain't die for this shit Rosa ain't sit for you, bitch (Uh-uh) Lately, I've been letting these rappers talk These niggas sound like some skits In the suburbs watching 1090 Jake and lyin' bout who they is Let's just get this clear One of you bastards touch me (Brrt), you dyin' right where you is I'm a self-defense specialist, get your brains blew like a cr— Like a crip [Pre-Chorus: JPEGMAFIA] Oh, you mad you not getting rich? You so sad you not making hits? What the hip-hop hell is this? Bitch, Malcolm ain't die for this shit (Uh-uh) Martin ain't die for this shit (Bitch) [Chorus: JPEGMAFIA] Lately, every word that come out my mouth get fired straight from the hip (The hip) I've been living on colored people time, I'm getting there when I get (When I get)\ Lately, I've been trying not to go outside, I hate how people get (Get) What was your past rate? (Uh) You keep chillin? We might have to castrate What the f— Where's the hits? Yeah, I heard all your beats wasn't hits I can't argue with talent or lists (Uh-uh) What the hip-hop hell is this? [Outro: JPEGMAFIA] Bitch, Malcolm ain't die for this shit (Uh-uh) Martin ain't die for this shit Rosa ain't sit for you, bitch Man, Thomas ain't die for this shit Man, Huey ain't die for this shit Man, Nanny ain't die for this shit John Brown ain't die for this shit (Let's go!) Like Sojourner, the truth in this bitch