This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

The things im most scared of

And panned out, i'm all in love

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Beaches of normandy.

Cause time is money

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Out of this coviction of feelings

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are