This is a song about "Clash clans"

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

I'm the last one u wanna clash with/i'll punch your little faggot jaw

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Had it with you avid trolls / if you pop up like were gamin' im playin' whack a mole

It'll be a classic bro, u'll die in the clash but no impact will be had on ur plastic soul

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

But i let off everything i have

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

So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail

Can't share another laugh, another kiss another clash

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

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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