This is a song about "Clashing"

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

My brain hemispheres are clashing,

And this will be the song that we sing

I'm sick of the writing, no' mo' typing, i'm clashing like a titan

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son