This is a song about "Hardcore diss"

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,

Got shows on top of shows

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

My flows hardcore, sharper than a raw sword

And maybe cupid won't miss

Spit a poem or a diss

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex