This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Save some, save none at the same time

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

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

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Return of the king of flow

I ain't tryna brag though

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

I used to have a nine to five

Of the book of your life

Blasting out some backyard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Top of my pile of bodies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

She going to borrow some money

Beaches of normandy.