This is a song about "Havoc"

Damn angrily casually cause havoc, a raw savage from a zoo shelter, like hugh hefner i keep it up

I mobilized violence to monopolise power any nigga neck and neck with me got his thoat cut/

Now this is a metaphor as my claws reek havoc

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Im like a chemical plant explosion this mic ima wreack havoc

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

If only i could erase havoc, but my destiny wont be the way that i plan it

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

Keep it that way or start havoc, commotion again

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

My words are filled with havoc, keep 'em in a cabinet,