This is a song about "Feul tank"

But at the same time i pull out an m1 abrams tank, see?

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

U scared cause i got a big tank

Miami nights, made a couple grand

I got a closet full of them thrift store tank tops, and you ain't even know it,

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Set the house up like toast,with a tank of gasoline