This is a song about "Swangin on glass"

Blocking my path, flying through glass. soon, i'm landing on the floor

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

That's why i always wear a sun glass on my picture page

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

At it with glass- what matters?

Talking about the god you serve

Believing the screens or anything there

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Cause you're most likely to crash

Up until i hit glass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash