This is a song about "Clash"

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Can't share another laugh, another kiss another clash

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

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

Which is the root of all negative

Intellectual war that few can clash with,

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

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

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

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

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

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

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

This the clash of the titans