This is a song about "Hardcore anal sex"

Sweet, okay makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

And we havin' rough sex

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Im spittin at you hardcore here goes geronimo

After lebron, i'm what's next

Me and your mum had rough sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,