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

Y'all similes is literal shit

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I'll destroy you so easily and quickly like it's my passion,

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

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

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Im going to lyricly destroy you

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

I destroy with my mouth

On my back boy, holla back boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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