This is a song about "Destroy"

But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy

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

Anything you do, i destroy it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Before i destroy you know this my warning

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

My secret is search and destroy

On my back boy, holla back boy

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Nah no kid can destroy my self esteem

Okay, so play d, know what i mean