This is a song about "Glass"

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Your always breaking glass

You can't be wiping your ass

Cause you're most likely to crash

Up until i hit glass

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

With shards of ice and glass

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

Coroners comfort your mama

Smash them like some window glass

Lights will flash, cars will crash