This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

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

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

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Know it good when she go no hands

Cause my thing something vicious

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world

Of being of always getting wired

Just another product of this matrix

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns