This is a song about "Rock n wind"

But god is still the rock

Believe me i'mma be your god

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

I apologized a trillion times

My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Who listens to rock n roll,who raps and lives in the ghetto

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

Shotgun in the drop made a right