This is a song about "My gang hardcore"

Wolf gang, kill em' all

Yo this guy thinks he's hardcore

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Gang banging with bloods and crips

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

She ain't got a man

Of a wolf gang gang bang

Big shit popping, i'm the man

Why are you talking about your gang

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Im spittin at you hardcore here goes geronimo

He was acting like a hardcore punk

And get caught, in the moment

Leave ya dead, i roar no more questions left guessing if i'm hardcore

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all