This is a song about "Glass"

And when it come to the cash

And ill shatter you like glass

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

Just put your hand on the glass

I can barely wipe my ass

Why a black nigga take ass over class

Shut your face before this vase is glass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Now you got a masters

At it with glass- what matters?

While i'm rubbing on that ass

With shards of ice and glass

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Your always breaking glass