This is a song about "Wrecking"

Flows wrecking it keeps stepping and progressing

And getting money is the song i sing

I'm wrecking lexiee's empty head while texting men on my cellphone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of marlboro reds

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,

A visceral individual wrecking rhyming syllables

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

Chasing him, his asthma's flaringsmoking like a chimney, on remy, of course he not caring

Okay now i'm confessing, to not regretting and not objecting to this wrecking