This is a song about "Versus fate"

Cop a car, new estate

It wasn't rate, and it wasn't fate,

Taking my time, let me levitate

Cause that race will decide your fate,

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

This battle will decide your fate

My fate, watchin out for every little mistake

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Your fate equates to stormin the

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Us together that's nothing but fate

My try 'n' attack versus your time and practice

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Got you lost in mass amazement it's versus, these verses that's portrayin',