This is a song about "E wrecked"

You are all pawns getting wrecked by the king

And she would do anything for everything

Shit you're wrecked it's a perfect victory

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

E= eater and mc's beware

This is heaven on hell

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Classless havoc wrecked diocesan mandarin

You act so gangster and hood but really you're too wrecked

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

A shit wrecked ship, lose grip, slipping on the deck

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

An allegory without the e

We came.. way too far pretty baby