This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

We love for a while then a light goes

The things im most scared of

See boy she been in love

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Feeling, of appealing

Don't want to be the king

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Return of the king of flow

Get you high, keep it on the low

Of the book of your life

Before we see it's hard to live

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done