This is a song about "Trash at clash royale"

No one-half and i hate math

Makes me a piece of white trash,

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Can't share another laugh, another kiss another clash

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

Baby got that super bass

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Seeing you snap from such a subtle clash was fucking preposterous!

Intellectual war that few can clash with,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash