This is a song about "Todd glass"

Always keep my glass here

But this real, fuck how you feel

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

So raise your glass let's have a toast,

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

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Shut your face before this vase is glass

And when shit like what happened to amanda todd happens, we just sit around/

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

Your life is a product of trash

Just put your hand on the glass

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass