This is a song about "What side"

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Everybody talking about time is on your side

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Look over to my side and a bitch is what i find

You got ripped son, from front to back and side to side,

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

It's alright, if it's right

People have a good side

Reach for the door, get your access denied

What's wrong with rhyming for the dark side,

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

What, is it served fresh with fries and a coke on the side?