This is a song about "Crash"

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Yeah bitch that's nashville, i'm constantly writing bitch i crash ill

Don't regurgitate my sperm

It doesn't matter if you crash and burn

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I bout to crash all of you haters just debaters

Car crash screech and it's all ablaze

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

My records sell, yes sir

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

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

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

The misery comes back and the walls crash halfway