This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

See boy she been in love

Of potential cases

The things im most scared of

But you hate them navel kisses

Before we see it's hard to live

Of the book of your life

Walk blind into a line or fight

Out of mind out of sight

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Top of my pile of bodies

Inferior, but i'm nice

Let me rideuntil i get free

Beaches of normandy.