This is a song about "Glass"

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Dash to the door, smash past the oxidized glass

But i let off everything i have

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

You can't be wiping your ass

Just put your hand on the glass

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Except she's got a little more ass

And ill shatter you like glass

She graduated top of the class

With shards of ice and glass

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

At it with glass- what matters?

Know just what you worth