This is a song about "Shards"

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I got these tats all on my arms

To show the broken shards

With shards of ice and glass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

With shards of ice and glass

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Shrapnel bones and fucking glass shards ripping through your chest

All on the furniture with no regards

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.