This is a song about "Hard core"

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Take a walk, draw your feet and see your core organs bleed

I'm hard to fathom, but at my core my passion's platinum

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I'm completely lost and being burnt up at my core

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Hip hop core that tore your shit like cardboard

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

I'm "hard-core, see there's another metaphor

Emperor, hotter than an embers core

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Rhymes can pop off from the top but true rap comes from the core

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score