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

Sorry for what i did tears poured on the floor.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

So it's probably the reason your on the floor

Not relying on the light no more

Broke his arm then smashed his face on the floor

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

If you try to give it to me at the door

You ain't gotta worry no more

Timeout, sit on the floor

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Blocking my path, flying through glass. soon, i'm landing on the floor

Man i got so fucked up, i passed out on the floor

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore