This is a song about "Glass"

I can get straight to the cash

And ill shatter you like glass

With shards of ice and glass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Gotta make that cash

Just put your hand on the glass

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

And now i walk around without a care

At it with glass- what matters?

So you finally got the nerve

Dash to the door, smash past the oxidized glass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash