This is a song about "Outer core"

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

Inner core, intercourse

Black fours red drop head doors

I teach 'em a lesson like common core,

And i don't run counters no more

Higher than the milky way as i reside in outer space

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

I’m addicted to coke all the way to the core

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Overseas or outer space

Slow and steady wins this race

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Till its feeble and manipulated, fitting to our core

The quran's the core of foreign conflict,

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift