This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Out of this coviction of feelings

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Of potential cases

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Feeling, of appealing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Thoughts of immortality

Ye too, but what em did was silly

She can make a pimp fall in love

Cause america the terror of,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

The things im most scared of

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Busting off, tryna touch the sky