This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

I do the right thing

Feeling, of appealing

Return of the king of flow

This prada make me shallow

Being broke and it's a diddy ass world

Of being of always getting wired

My criteria ain't even that serious

Cause america the terror of,

We hustle to survive

Of the book of your life

The things im most scared of

Where i'm from they is ruthless

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Or now they don't praise enough

I like my girls smart, skinny

Thoughts of immortality