This is a song about "Glass"

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

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

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

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

She told me erything is real

Always keep my glass here

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass