Hipocampo literally translates to "hippocampus," which is a part of the brain crucial for memory and spatial navigation. It's a very unique and unexpected word to find in a rap song.
In the lyrics, Chystemc says, "Activo el hipocampo invocando el hip hop más pro." This suggests he's activating his deepest memories and knowledge of hip hop, tapping into his core understanding and skill to create the most professional rap. It's a clever and intellectual way to express his dedication to the art form.
Chystemc and Macrodee take us on a journey through their neighborhood, their "barrio." They talk about growing up there, learning from friends and even from those who copied them. It's a place where they learned to forget being too sincere, and sometimes they miss just hanging out on the bench, waiting in line.
They mention how things change, how they're not competing as much anymore, even if what's inside is "negro" [black]. They're all in, like when they say "apostamos todo primo hermano" [we bet everything, cousin brother]. Chystemc activates his hippocampus, calling on the most professional hip hop, like a noble child caught in a whirlwind. He's got a clear goal, always from home, with adult clothes, knowing that some things are disposable. He remembers his childhood heart and imagination, and even though some people are like "topos textil de ratas" [textile moles of rats], he knows that's the path. They're not going to be manipulated, and they don't care what people say if they don't know anything. It's all about the streets, the friends, and the music.