This is a song about "Marine core"

They fiend in the door

I've searched through my core,

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

They right too cause

Inner core, intercourse

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

I'm completely lost and being burnt up at my core

You see i gotta go to war

Then i gut em to the core

You burn my epidermis? i go beyond burning you're corneas with heat from a neutron core

Ok they accepted me as a jock for every sport on the block am i a nerd anymore

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Undetectable pounding of our hearts beating as one to the core