This is a song about "Glass"

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Shut your face before this vase is glass

Is written in our souls, africa

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

Up until i hit glass

And when it come to the cash

Oldest nation on this earth

At it with glass- what matters?

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

And ill shatter you like glass

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid