This is a song about "Hard and static"

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Right? and i know things may have been hard,

Static in my brain gone, and the fog slightly cleared,

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

I became the counterpart and learned to hold the hard

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Flip on yah tv and all you gonna get is static

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Between me and anyone who "reps a set". (wow ain't you hard)