This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

And the v12, that's on various trips

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Of being of always getting wired

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Smoke more junk while the junkies laugh

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Got a nigga seein things

King of the va, off of those toxins.

But five years from now i bet she see

Thoughts of immortality

Out of mind out of sight

Must be a lady in tha light

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Someway, somehow nigga feeling