This is a song about "Gear lash"

I hide my true identity like the top gear stig,

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

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

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Soon they see you on some rims they wanna kick it in gear

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Unlike your bitch ass, leave you with whip lash

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

On high gear, time's slowing, my eyes open, still right here

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Changed the gear, i’m doin’ 90 on the freeway.

She say all men treat her wrong way

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Picking up gear from dick's.