This is a song about "Mason jars"

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

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

A chronicled naysaying of a hospital patient, a nautical mason,

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

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

My home girl told me i got an issue

Paul mason is faster than you