This is a song about "Wrecked love"

She's every love song that i love singing

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Youre next, so check my dialect and buy a vest or youre wrecked

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

Wonder what happened?, how he wrecked?

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

She's history, i wrecked with chemistry; technically we ain't the same class

Used to call me the african don dada

Sorry if i also bisexually wrecked ya

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

A shit wrecked ship, lose grip, slipping on the deck

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

I wrecked her treasure because i'm ribald

Tears pouring out they eyes, eyes wrecked, stomach aching/

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king