This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Of being of always getting wired

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Feeling, of appealing

But he don't rule a thing

Out of mind out of sight

Don't worry just done get inside

I think found where your mind was

The things im most scared of

Of the book of your life

I just shake dice

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love