This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Feeling, of appealing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

If you ain't about money

Beaches of normandy.