This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Then i said i had enough

Cause america the terror of,

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Feeling, of appealing

Questioning the whole meaning

Of potential cases

Always knew where the pot was

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

That's the window into the sky

Return of the king of flow

Preaching to the choir though

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

King of the va, off of those toxins.