This is a song about "Through the window"

Call me whatever joe

And i saw her through the window

Hard to throw 4 years out the window

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Climb through ya window i bet i touch ya.

How beautiful are thou, africa

You got that indie glow

Watching ya kids through their window

And i pass out on the fuckin' window sill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

Enter the building through the window

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Upsrising idolizing i through it out the window before i had a license

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since