This is a song about "Mine all winter"

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Lookin' somethin' fly when she say she all mine

This flow is all mine so get your own gun

Top ranked, number one my son

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Lookin' somethin' fly when she say she all mine

Gone wild kill you with a smile the world is all mine

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

Damn, man all this strife ain't mine, i just get real nice and rhyme,

Gettin high all the time with the girl im gonna make mine,

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

Exclusive bitch, brand new whip, and black coats in the winter

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago