This is a song about "Glass"

The richest place on earth

At it with glass- what matters?

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

With shards of ice and glass

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

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

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

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

And ill shatter you like glass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Except she's got a little more ass

Just put your hand on the glass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last