This is a song about "Wrecking kids"

When you spill out hits

Stories we were told as kids

Look, need to call it quits

Into all the innocent kids,

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Don't matter, we need oil, look at the lives we're wrecking,

Covered suburban kids, man they're just rich white kids

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

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

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels