This is a song about "Creamy obsidian"

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

But failure's not an option, jack

Twista finna get up on the track

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

And ill shatter you like glass

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

Talking about the god you serve

At it with glass- what matters?

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

The devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Black as black like the blacktop/

Believing the screens or anything there

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare