This is a song about "Sparta use harsh taning"

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I wanna use up feelings i use to pass,

Niggas die over shoes

Coz u ain't got no use

And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh

Niggas is working forever my bars

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

To my niggas everywhere who go through harsh poverty,

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Forever we harness the power to be as harsh,

But it’s the goddamn truth, it’s a harsh reality (x2)

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

I'm the new guy you people will use

So cool, my bitch got no shoes