This is a song about "Destroy you"

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

You better believe that he's back, destroy the fucking earth,

All black everthing on some jigga shit

Anything you do, i destroy it

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

But i swear to god my biz bad boy

So when i utterly destroy you, try not to cry like a little bi...scuit

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

And that's word to my nigga bad boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Know there's a lot of artists but i got the best palette to destroy you

People are starving, you talking bout balling

Before i destroy you know this my warning