This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Let me rideuntil i get free

Thoughts of immortality

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.

Of being of always getting wired

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Beaches of normandy.

Cause some of you bitches funny

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Money ain't a thing

Feeling, of appealing

Where my grimy figures at? look lively addressing the captain

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

It's alright, if it's right

Out of mind out of sight