This is a song about "Hard core drugs"

Gonna yamoto on your face cause i got a fusion core

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

It's a hard time keeping my hands off the drugs

Then it just pours

Inner core, intercourse

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

I’m addicted to coke all the way to the core

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Reaching the core at its rottenest, monopoly marketed,

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

Fission conflagration at the core of this sensation