This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

I came up hungry

Beaches of normandy.

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Cause america the terror of,

Of being of always getting wired

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

And now these hoes are on my line

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

I’m attentive my opinion is monumental

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential