This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Out of this coviction of feelings

Who know this be the life that i really live

So let me tell you about this guy

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Thoughts of immortality

But five years from now i bet she see

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Feeling, of appealing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential