This is a song about "Hard letting go"

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Nigga i go stupid hard cant go soft

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Young chino i go hard in the paint

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Hide behind technology sayin you go hard

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

I go hard like getting santo into cooperstown

They say i go to hard

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

And when we're on the mic and emotions letting go…

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though