This is a song about "Glass"

No one-half and i hate math

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

With shards of ice and glass

Gotta make that cash

Smash them like some window glass

Rolling while im blowing this stash

I can barely wipe my ass

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

Coroners comfort your mama

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last