This is a song about "Hardcore raps"

Yo this guy thinks he's hardcore

And slid back north of course to pen more

Enough of the weakened raps

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

This raps probably wack

In the house, holla back

Living out of bags

Quick with the intricate raps

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

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

And even worse my raps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track