This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

The things im most scared of

Hop off the bus

Raybands...hide the face of,

It's just textbook stuff

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Of which im not exactly proud of,

The long road to success is dangerous

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Out of this coviction of feelings

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred