This is a song about "Glass shattered on the floor"

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Swept out of your life, like the dust on the floor

"i love you" he said on top of the balcony floor

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Just put your hand on the glass

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

And laying them out into anagrams on the floor?

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Broke his arm then smashed his face on the floor

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

I breed 'em like i'm going to war