This is a song about "Tank"

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

But my brother got a year

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

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

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

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

Two white cups and i got that drank

U scared cause i got a big tank

Would be sin-bad if every lie was a water filled fish tank

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

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

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

God mc oh my god you gotta see