This is a song about "To the window to the wall"

Ditto, pay attention to that loner kid looking out the window

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Smoke all out the window

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Enter the building through the window

I looked out the window to see the usual scene.

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

And i love you all

Written in blood on the wall

Ouch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch - i'm 'bout to fall

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Stitches in you. my phocus is to put you threw the window make another widow

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow