This is a song about "Clash"

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Leavin' nothin' but the beliefs of the new that clash,

Seeing you snap from such a subtle clash was fucking preposterous!

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Which leads to your people and my people clash

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Can't share another laugh, another kiss another clash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

I can tear your heart out when your chest and my five fingers clash

I can barely wipe my ass

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Spark it up, don’t be around when the titans clash,

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail