This is a song about "Tank rop"

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

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

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

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

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

And i ain't trying to land

U scared cause i got a big tank

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

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

You think you're hip, you got that tank at abercrombie & fitch

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

When drunk i only drink beer