This is a song about "Offshore wind"

With a wind northwesterly whistling my destiny

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

I keep the rhymes flowing like a wind mill

Life is blowin' in the wind, words of a clever poet,

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Feel it your hands, the wind between the pines

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

Last time i seen you, you was a lil old girl

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

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Up but if you ignore them they just go away like a wind.

Low income no bills getting paid

Late night, wind of change blows straight