This is a song about "Glass rose"

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Just put your hand on the glass

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

We vegetables, on them record labels

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

We love for a while then a light goes

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Meanwhile a problem rose...

She's bad and she knows

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Following footprints with a magnifying glass