This is a song about "Post hardcore"

So you finally got the nerve

Post cards and my letters

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,

So before you post better think ahead,

Sunroof flow so over your head

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Walk past me and i'll give him some hardcore fucking punch

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Forevermore i will be here and nevermore will the haters be hardcore

I need my respect, you can keep all the features

Hes hardcore? i heard he commits misdemeanors

And try to find solutions while i'm higher than a light post

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold