This is a song about "Swangin on glass"

Sippin' on the glass, gettin' higher like the rent is due,

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Baby got that super bass

Just put your hand on the glass

Up until i hit glass

No one-half and i hate math

Your always breaking glass

While i'm rubbing on that ass

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

And ill shatter you like glass

Your life is a product of trash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

By a brotha who was hopeless

Unlike glass, you cant shatter us