This is a song about "Hard time"

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

So i be goin so hard

Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

I go hard every time making points like a cactus,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

It’s hard out here for a bitch, it’s hard

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Hope all over again, we can start

Look that girl makin me hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

My depression hit hard/

No gimmick: real time, real heart

They don't hear the bark

Every girl running hard.