This is a song about "Tori wain"

That match used to be a lash,

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Ambition is still very big

Your fucking attitude makes me sick

U scared cause i got a big tank

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Striking a match couldn't match the heat he raps in

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

Im spittin flame like a dragon, make you cower in shame, get on a wagon

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Hurry up with the cash bitch, i got a ride waiting

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

You don't really wanna get into a pissing match

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

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