This is a song about "Getting a hard on"

There are dead sheep in the yards, playing these cards is getting hard

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

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

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Politicians are getting back-hand bribes, sittin' on a damn beach,

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Getting hard to describe.

My direction good, well-rounded type

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

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

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard

My bars are so hard leave you on a gurney

As i seenobody cares about my history

Yea we hard on the street

Last of a dying breed