This is a song about "Wind flowers"

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

Toss it just let the wind blow

It ain't nothing though

Never slowing, always rowing in those waters, growing into flowers

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

I stay cold like common, blowin' with the wind

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

I stuck flowers in the barrels sent sent them adrift from shore

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

And cooperate you pretty little flowers