This is a song about "Behind glass"

All the people you left behind.

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

Cause you're most likely to crash

With shards of ice and glass

Who's behind the man behind the curtain? foxy

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

The glare makes me hard to find

And the hugs from behind

So chase the air hide your stash

Smash them like some window glass

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

Always keep my glass here

The struggle is real