I think the message of this track is pretty clear but I'll spell it out here anyway; this track is personifying Hip-Hop to tell it's (very abridged) history.
lyrics
The year is seventy-eight, I emerge fully formed 
In this land of breaks where illiterates swarm 
Gathered and prayed to ego's torn 
Each king is displayed and his hill mourned 
As scholars disperse like bullets 
This sqular takes soul and loops it 
Walls conquered, canvas of the museless 
Planet rockers plus the message is useless 
I walk through their thoughts and emotions 
My corpse was caught in commotion 
It's course I fought with devotion 
Poetry unthawed to lawless erosion 
One reads above massacres below 
Hoodlums battered with prose 
Pace through shattered windows 
Post blues of scattered widows 

Let the record show 
This music died with sweet prose 
Let the record show 
There's a new slave hymn to compose 
Let the record show 
This music died with sweet prose 
Let the record show 
There's a new slave hymn to compose 

Within a decade of blackness 
This sonic charade fell to madness 
Capitalist renegades shrugged like atlas 
And the skies fell jaded into anguish 
Afrofuturists degrade alongside regressives 
Enslaved by counter-counter culture messages 
Capitalist rebellion placed on Africa necklaces 
Uncle Tom's cabinplace overlooking deathwish's 
As ultra magnetic tapes defy this critical beatdown 
Straight outta pathetic wastes I surround 
Satori in Compton's deathless state I've been crowned 
My own destroyer in devilish fate and sound 
This radio plays our slow suicide 
While puppeteers use this guise 
To engineer these useless eyes 
As blind to the truth's quick rise 

Let the record show 
This music died with sweet prose 
Let the record show 
There's a new slave hymn to compose 
Let the record show 
This music died with sweet prose 
Let the record show 
There's a new slave hymn to compose 

They used to do me out in the park 
They abuse me as the city grows dark 
I've been scratched and deconstructed 
For pleasure this match has combusted 
I'm a phoenix forced into normalcy 
Spreading black thoughts at the roots of conformity 
This project blowed till the ant's icon 
Atmospheres decomposed and he serves Babylon 
Now puppeteers imitate the public enemy 
Accompanied flows disintegrate into jewellers centrepiece 
Knowledge rapidly shrinks over nearly everybody 
So the genius's naturally flee at nearly godspeed 
New flesh spreads over public frequencies 
Resistance is dead and crucified frequently 

Let the record show 
This music died with sweet prose 
Let the record show 
There's a new slave hymn to compose 
Let the record show 
This music died with sweet prose 
Let the record show 
There's a new slave hymn to compose

Let The Record Show

https://jackmythos.bandcamp.com/album/science-fantasy

Let The Record Show

Jack Mythos