This is a song about "Glass"

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

Your always breaking glass

And when it come to the cash

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Go like i never seen a red light shine

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Up until i hit glass

So chase the air hide your stash

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Shut your face before this vase is glass

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate