This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

King of the va, off of those toxins.

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Beaches of normandy.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Out of mind out of sight

Don't worry just done get inside

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Out of this coviction of feelings

Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson