This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

Cause america the terror of,

Raybands...hide the face of,

It's just textbook stuff

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Of being of always getting wired

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Let me put my funk on this one time

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Know it good when she go no hands

All we need is convienient love

The things im most scared of

Hey, must be the money

Beaches of normandy.

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Tired of feeling wired of dealing