This is a song about "Wrecking"

So i can understand police victims

Back to the point of wrecking one directiun's nuts

Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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

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

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

My words are weapons im disectin the nerds im wrecking

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

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

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

Essentially, he's set to be the latest in my wrecking spree

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money