This is a song about "Crushing noobs"

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Delivering a crushing blow, have you gushing from places you didnt know.

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Terms, crushing worms, my burning heart yearns/

But i'll be crushing your head in-between cupboards,

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

But i'll be crushing your head in-between cupboards,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

In my drawsring, ring, ring

When you crushing, blushing

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Crushing the old school artists like boulders

When you crushing, blushing

Get off a key like i can’t sing