This is a song about "Rotten to the core"

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Gotta store this in your core to denture the best parts, although

Reaching the core at its rottenest, monopoly marketed,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

I'm what they see as rotten, i'm the forgotten

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

Till its feeble and manipulated, fitting to our core

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

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm hard to fathom, but at my core my passion's platinum

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Rhymes can pop off from the top but true rap comes from the core