This is a song about "Wreckin crew"

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Spreadin' intentions of wreckin' anybody without the best plan

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Im throwin' divebombs with my rapper crew

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

I went from having a 2bit, 3 man crew,

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Cause i'm apart it and that's my crew

I am not the only one

Kill your crew for no reason

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

And this is only the second of eleven mics i'm wreckin' per second

I call em up, they might fall through

Of claiming i can defeat your crew

Now i gotta exit after you

Thinking you're all big with your little crew,