This is a song about "Wrecking"

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

My words are weapons im disectin the nerds im wrecking

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

I overdosed.sure i boast,wrecking the simplicity of most.

Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Wrecking with ill skill,my rhymes are like diseases they slowly kill.

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

Flows wrecking it keeps stepping and progressing

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king