This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

In the lambo looking like a fly

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Out of this coviction of feelings

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Return of the king of flow

One time for the 305, though

Thoughts of immortality

What them tippers don't see

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Cause america the terror of,

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus