This is a song about "The wnd"

With women with issues

From the gutter to the roof

They blowing up my phone

As the king upon the throne

Thinkin of the the dreams

I give bitches dick and leave

Here's the answer and the antidote:

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

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

Wolf gang, wolf gang

Still the man with the pan

Where the fuck the chorus

Rub the wood and ima show em love