This is a song about "Harsh traning"

To say i suck is kinda harsh yo

And yall niggas the right flow

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

My game is harsh, like the third reich

Not only had the fiend died

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

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

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex