This is a song about "Vaginal destruction"

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Its leaving nothing but resent and destruction

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

This is another level of lyrical destruction.

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

In my peripheral, i see destruction and pain

Mathematic deconstruction systematic re-destruction yep, we back at it

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

It's like your vaginal birth, its not even worth it,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Heard you got herpes and now some next-level vaginal pains/

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes