This is a song about "Glass"

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

You can't be wiping your ass

Your always breaking glass

Got my foot on the gas

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

At it with glass- what matters?

Cause you're most likely to crash

Up until i hit glass

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Smash them like some window glass