This is a song about "Crash"

Don't crash now but i'm going hard

Snitches here don't got no heart

I crash whips when my track skips

Lil prps like 3 digits

Smash, crash, crack, bash, lash, dash, lunge, punch, kick, hit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

The misery comes back and the walls crash halfway

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

With a honey in the middle

I'll wave around and crash like i'm tidal/

Took the van, went snatch her

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

As we return with a crash, to smash the grime scene

''will i live from this crash?'', but she twitched n' collapsed

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