This is a song about "Harder babe"

You're the luckiest girl babe

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Drop the bottle babe and fuck like a #whore

Make room for the groom married to his music

I'm tryna get some pork babe. give me pig

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Its getting harder and harder to breathe,

The struggle is real

Babe theres nothing here

In fact 20 minutes before she died she said i love you babe.

Where every recipient, property of the state

And i just want to hold her

Times are getting harder

She graduated top of the class

They will feel the harder wrath