This is a song about "Obsidian"

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

And a hi-hat made of plastic, nigga's sound is elastic

Rising and brimming and pinning with lava, volcanic/

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Satanic? bitch please, more like volcanic/

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

On my canvas i'm an artist i seek earths core for stardust

Inner core, intercourse

Black fours red drop head doors

My life is like volcanic cone and deep kloof.!!

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Your always breaking glass

...that's all i have