This is a song about "Frank the tank"

I can only imagine

The bigger the the fun

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

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

But now to me frank honestly

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

U scared cause i got a big tank

I just write that right by a mic stand

The more battles the better the flows

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

And bijies like im out and

So ima cashin on a half tank

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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