This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

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

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

Feeling, of appealing

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Thought this was forever love

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Top of my pile of bodies

Cause there could never be peace

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Of being of always getting wired

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world