This is a song about "Harsh duchess"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

But it’s the goddamn truth, it’s a harsh reality (x2)

Gently through and through, truth is truth, harsh or loose, leave a bruise,

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

But it’s the goddamn truth, it’s a harsh reality (x2)

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

To my niggas everywhere who go through harsh poverty,

‘bout that money probly like a fucking robbery

Everyone’s pissed at me, saying i’m too harsh/

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

I worry bout my cousins while hanging with a duchess

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

To say i suck is kinda harsh yo

Forever we harness the power to be as harsh,

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve