This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

On they twitter writing novels, see

Thoughts of immortality

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

We was high school peers, in junior high

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

Out of mind out of sight

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Beaches of normandy.

Nothin sweet when i attend, see