This is a song about "Getting a hard on"

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

On a daily basis, ballin is the basics, this shit go so hard

Cause you didn’t play the game right

Getting hard to describe.

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Raw, like a hard on wit no condom on

I'm like a fuckin pimp, get em stood on corners getting rich//

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

I leave cuz she a one night stand, look at my hand hard as a rock on land,

I spit hard on point like a fuckin cactus

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Seems like paradises just getting too hard to find

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

I wished on a star that shit wasnt hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card