This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Top of my pile of bodies

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Out of mind out of sight

That's how we make it right

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Trust they seen enough

Raybands...hide the face of,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

You could ask her ass, i would dash and laugh