This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

The things im most scared of

Got that deep love

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

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

Thoughts of immortality

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Of being of always getting wired

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

I was like dr. dre, though, i have to laugh

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Flowerbomb, let me guess your favorite fragrance

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Cause america the terror of,

I feel my work ain't enough

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus

Of which im not exactly proud of,