This is a song about "Glass tables"

So we can stick around for as long as we can so we can enjoy this earth,

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper and caught the chasers.

Would make you swallow more balls than tables at pool halls

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Fell asleep in first class

Your always breaking glass

A legend have to bow, africa

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

Then i redecorated, that meant the tables turned.

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

And ill shatter you like glass

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade