This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

With a note there and im thinking of reading

Tawiah - all i need chorus

The things im most scared of

Top of my pile of bodies

Not likely like stay long please

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

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

Feeling, of appealing

Let my angel sing

Out of this coviction of feelings

Who know this be the life that i really live