This is a song about "A day without breakfast"

You're left without a clue

Streets is calling you

When i'm gone i'll leave without a trace, without a sound

And put another half a mil in my bank account

That isn't without a story behind,

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

You're the north wind in my sails, now watch them unfurl

Another day and now another way forward without you girl.

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

I close the washroom door hoping for a day without doom

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

Baby that's without a doubt

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Cold days without a jacket

Casue to love without a purpose

But i guess that shit's just tough love