This is a song about "Core"

I teach 'em a lesson like common core,

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Huh, a metaphor of course

Inner core, intercourse

You burn my epidermis? i go beyond burning you're corneas with heat from a neutron core

Amir, the creator of the site, but somethin ain't right. makes me question how legit your

Fission conflagration at the core of this sensation

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Genious brilliance core,leaving screaming for more,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Im seated by the floor

I've searched through my core,

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

"but it's not that, i know the feeling and this isn't it albeit its near its core"

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

The quran's the core of foreign conflict,