This is a song about "Hardcore"

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

She can only live for the moment

He was acting like a hardcore punk

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

Guess i’m different than most

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,

My flows hardcore, sharper than a raw sword

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Yo this guy thinks he's hardcore

Know you want me to fall