This is a song about "Glass"

At it with glass- what matters?

Let's enjoy our younger years

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

Why a black nigga take ass over class

Your always breaking glass

Got my foot on the gas

But this real, fuck how you feel

Always keep my glass here

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

With shards of ice and glass

So much class, double d’s and ass

I can barely wipe my ass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

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

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