This is a song about "Glass"

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Shut your face before this vase is glass

And ill shatter you like glass

She graduated top of the class

Always keep my glass here

And i am real

With shards of ice and glass

Why probe our ass

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass

Cause you're most likely to crash

Just put your hand on the glass

How the fuck you wipe your ass