This is a song about "Ac vs dc"

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Tappin' models, leaving parties, putting the ac in throttle,

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

Hard as crashin' an ac in the back of a truck, i'm the devil

It was the streak vs the beast

Truthfully, some eye at least

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Packin' a mack in the back of the ac