This is a song about "Living in windale"

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Thinking about living in my life long dream

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Ham ma living in the 21st century

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Between living in hell or killing yourself?

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Too much prized living in the projects, near suicide me who supplied

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride