This is a song about "Glass"

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

With shards of ice and glass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

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

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

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Shut your face before this vase is glass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

No one-half and i hate math

Smash them like some window glass