This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

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

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Top of my pile of bodies

Credit card late fees

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

And i was the light

Out of mind out of sight

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Of potential cases

My nigga, its all love

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,