This is a song about "Glass"

At it with glass- what matters?

So you finally got the nerve

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

I can barely wipe my ass

Smash them like some window glass

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Just put your hand on the glass

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

The science and the art, africa

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Up until i hit glass

Cause you're most likely to crash