This is a song about "The windy thing"

Thing popping like a thing of wine. i meant the only

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

You turned your back on me, i will do the same thing

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Tree is moving because its windy

And the worst thing about them,

What the fuck happened to rap when

Im jokin but evoking emotions, exploding the whole thing

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Saying i can't rap's like saying chi town isn't windy

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

But you wake up to the same thing

I know these haters watching

Golden title is the only thing i chase.

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days