This is a song about "Vault of glas"

Niggas say i'm loco

Return of the king of flow

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Cause america the terror of,

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Still i'm mackin i'm rackin up a fuckin bank vault too

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Of the book of your life

I just shake dice

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential