This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Raybands...hide the face of,

Tawiah - all i need chorus

Thoughts of immortality

Oh girl now don't be silly

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Of potential cases

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Feeling, of appealing

Why not me the same thing