This is a song about "Glass"

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Always keep my glass here

I am for real

Dash to the door, smash past the oxidized glass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

They claim it as their own, africa

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

I can get straight to the cash

With shards of ice and glass