This is a song about "Hardcore cosplaying"

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

You think you hardcore i already fucked the beat

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Im spittin at you hardcore here goes geronimo

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

I feel a taser shot of electric fillin adrenaline like a hardcore criminal ruled innocent

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

You ain't hardcore, you're a whore and just like your girl you want more.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Yo this guy thinks he's hardcore

He was acting like a hardcore punk

This is something different

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for