This is a song about "Hit em hard"

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

I heard she hit you hard and straight down

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

Energized like ritalin, rhymes hit so hard, man they're fucking crippling

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Cuase if i hit em up then we fucking ain't no fronting

So hard you get hit with these puns spit lyrical guns

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

We hit em that hard we took down their whole team

My flows hard like crowbars that hit

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit