This is a song about "Glass"

Penncounting pennys over tha years

At it with glass- what matters?

With shards of ice and glass

So chase the air hide your stash

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Your always breaking glass

No one-half and i hate math

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Unlike glass, you cant shatter us

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

Baby, you got that super bass