This is a song about "Vault of glass"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

You know the type of bitches that fell in love with that glass dick

Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, gothic

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

So anything do is everything to you

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

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

Why me, i say it cause we number one

With tears of laughter, but watch ya mouth when you spit glass hits in my direction bitch,

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage