This is a song about "Glass"

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Dash to the door, smash past the oxidized glass

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

Always keep my glass here

Yellow diamonds in my ear

At it with glass- what matters?

I got a lot of manners

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

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

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

Because i've broken more boys easy as shattering glass,

So chase the air hide your stash

With shards of ice and glass

Shut your face before this vase is glass

But i let off everything i have