This is a song about "Harsh traning"

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

To my niggas everywhere who go through harsh poverty,

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

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

My game is harsh, like the third reich

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

And the harsh shit hits the suburbs, and they're able to save,

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

All the shit you put me through, that was harsh.

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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