This is a song about "Hardcore gangsta raps"

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Hes hardcore? i heard he commits misdemeanors

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

He was acting like a hardcore punk

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

My flows hardcore, sharper than a raw sword

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh