This is a song about "Blowin"

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Every night we blowin up

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

I stay cold like common, blowin' with the wind

Far away from home

Stop blowin up my phone

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Im spittin fire you blowin smoke

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Im blowin money first boy just like i do when i leave,

Off the rocker, blowin toxic,

So get up off that slave ship

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Write and same time blowin reef.