This is a song about "Thrashing"

With passion, thrashing at trash and laughing, smashing fags

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Stabbing and gashing at me, thrashing my arms and motherfucken knees

That don't mean you gotta stop dancing

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.