This is a song about "Wind energy"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Mechanical energy is lots of gears

Dc cabs got my pops alright

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

No pot, then i'm sippin on some energy.

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Cause energy never dies

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Where only the wind fucken blows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

She like nigga yeah right

High on that energy ride

And relax you mind

Your scent flowing in the wind

And i don't run counters no more

Gone with the wind, cheaters and brawlers or