This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Out of mind out of sight

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Feeling, of appealing

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

The things im most scared of

Ships that sail to distant places

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Of being of always getting wired