This is a song about "Glass house"

And ill shatter you like glass

Baby, you got that super bass

You can't be wiping your ass

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Grow it in my red house

I can barely wipe my ass

Just put your hand on the glass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

While i'm rubbing on that ass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last