This is a song about "Glass"

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Up until i hit glass

Why probe our ass

Shut your face before this vase is glass

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Always keep my glass here

I am for real

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

Your life is a product of trash

And ill shatter you like glass