This is a song about "U aint hardcore"

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

......that i see u right ahead....get it.....cuz i aint done yet

So if it comes down, may the best man win

This aint no battle for u its st8 gamblin

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Nigga u aint shit until piss drop down

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Yo, yo, yo, hardcore my flow goes,

But joseph u aint did nothing

And now the present got you struggling

Im spittin at you hardcore here goes geronimo

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

My minds eyes interlaced with, some shit u aint never tasted

They make it worth more

Yo this guy thinks he's hardcore