This is a song about "Vault of glass"

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

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

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Is the sound of fear and some broken glass as a bullet just traveled

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

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

Reloads a punch of glass niga ima cut you harass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Would look at us all the time

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.