This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

The things im most scared of

That would be enough

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Cause america the terror of,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Beaches of normandy.

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Out of this coviction of feelings

Raybands...hide the face of,

See boy she been in love

Or the chick leaving

Feeling, of appealing