This is a song about "Nervous wreck"

Walk my way and i get nervous

And panned out, i'm all in love

Ive come to wreck havoc

Well, um, there's a but

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

He's nervous got a nigga exploring

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Just maybe this verbal tech, words'll affect this nervous wreck!

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Why his beloved forever wept as a nervous wreck behind the perfect view

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I come correct wreck decks and collect checks

Walk my way and i get nervous

Sometimes i feel so worthless