This is a song about "Wreck it ralph"

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

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Let's just end this, drive away and wreck it.

Roll with a tool so you know that i wreck goons,

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

This is limited edition you wont find this on no wreck

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Just this week , there's been a wreck,

They say check yourself before you wreck yourself

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Now the shit connects, a champion but a vicious wreck,

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Do i detect absurd respect for this nervous wreck