This is a song about "Crashing"

In my drawsring, ring, ring

When the walls came crashing

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Gotcha crashing, no accident

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

Constantly changing the course so i'm crashing my collection

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

Hating my macking, they asking

Street lights flashing, dark nights crashing,

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Running crashing your hearse

You're crashing and splashing, so it's clear that i gon' stop you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Yeah i'm back in the business, crashing the system

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been