This is a song about "Glass tables"

So much that i think about just breaking tables

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

And ill shatter you like glass

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

With shards of ice and glass

Fell asleep in first class

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

The tables have turned, now i'm the favorite

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

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

I try to tell them i'm one of the

At it with glass- what matters?

The richest place on earth