This is a song about "Teamdeath match"

My stomach hurts so i'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

You don't really wanna get into a pissing match

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

You can't match the greatest,

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Evil but see no equal that'll match this

You don't really wanna get into a pissing match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

I'll spray you with gas and toss you a lit match.

That match used to be a lash,

Baby, you got that super bass

Take a look at my jacket no you can't match it

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Cause the wound i gave you shows you've met your match/

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/