This is a song about "Harsh traning"

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

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Come up to me with something harsh

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

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

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

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

First off congratulations on the win

These harsh words that i be spittin'

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

My game is harsh, like the third reich