This is a song about "Hardcore niggaz"

The race war, when it's us against all of them

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Forevermore i will be here and nevermore will the haters be hardcore

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn

Like a line full of hoes

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,

That fire flow the finest women i adore

I go all out, cuz am so hardcore.

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Walk past me and i'll give him some hardcore fucking punch