This is a song about "Wreked it"

I was tryna hit it and quit it

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

So go and ride it, roll it up and ignite it

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Yes we bout it bout it/

Contributing the real shit

Because it's so much pressure now

Check it in, do it anyhow

Whatever started it

The dead society of a poet

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

Check it in, do it anyhow

Call me a clown but a week from now