This is a song about "Hardcore"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

You think you hardcore i already fucked the beat

Hes hardcore? i heard he commits misdemeanors

I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers

Leave ya dead, i roar no more questions left guessing if i'm hardcore

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

I go all out, cuz am so hardcore.

If you try to give it to me at the door

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

Im spittin at you hardcore here goes geronimo

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back