This is a song about "Glass"

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Unlike glass, you cant shatter us

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

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

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

With shards of ice and glass

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Smash them like some window glass

No one-half and i hate math

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

A legend have to bow, africa