This is a song about "The wnd"

Zero options to choose

From the gutter to the roof

Every night i stroke hoes

The more battles the better the flows

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

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

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

All we need is convienient love

Where the fuck the chorus

Whip, plane, motions own

As the king upon the throne

Down the street to the car,

I don’t care where ya are