This is a song about "Vacuum cleaners"

Window is open, cold as snow, no glimpse of a blanket

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Creeping thru your window ever so slightly

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Then those bitches who grew old.

Women front, they get its cold

I jumped from the top, just to fucking drop a daily spit

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I prefer your applause without a handout

Meanwhile we see a window opening, stare out,

To look up from their screens so they can see the world that's passing by,

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

I said i got my ass beat

I'm the nigga on the back street

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold