This is a song about "Offshore wind"

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Feel it your hands, the wind between the pines

And flow as the cold wind blows, 'till they're killed off,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

My niggas is winning though

Toss it just let the wind blow

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

I wish i could have 25 wives

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

Earth wind fire. now i got myself faded too

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

But whatever, now that's gone but the wind ain't there,

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap