This is a song about "Gareth bale"

I just want to wreak havoc on anyone that she's with.

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

To listen up and see our souls glisten a bunch

It's time to wreak havoc in these streets, i'm an anarchist,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I got the same hammer under my belt, making these chocolate girls melt.

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

She begins to decay, to become a slaughter

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Of course a bunch of time, just now i'm realizing