This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

Of being of always getting wired

Out of mind out of sight

Three times cause fate had my side

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Top of my pile of bodies

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Thoughts of immortality

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

I’m attentive my opinion is monumental

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,