This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

See, most sites will give me three and a half

Out of this coviction of feelings

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

See, where i come from is hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Of the book of your life

We hustle to survive

I do the right thing

Feeling, of appealing

Ass shots is a plus

Raybands...hide the face of,

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

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far