This is a song about "The windo"

Gotta handle your own

As the king upon the throne

Gotta go, let her leave

As the tao converted the thief

From the gutter to the roof

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Guess i’m different than most

The more battles the better the flows

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly