This is a song about "Glass tables"

Penncounting pennys over tha years

At it with glass- what matters?

While i'm rubbing on that ass

And ill shatter you like glass

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

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

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

You can't be wiping your ass

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

But i let off everything i have

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

You know i be teasing, though

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo