This is a song about "Glass"

At it with glass- what matters?

The richest place on earth

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Just put your hand on the glass

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Although thought that we would grow

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

Your life is a product of trash

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

Gotta make that cash

With shards of ice and glass

And now it's clear as this promise

Unlike glass, you cant shatter us