This is a song about "Wind magic"

Toss it just let the wind blow

Never break, took a break though

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Even a little hocus pocus magic

Where only the wind fucken blows

Guess i’m different than most

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Yea you bout to taste the magic

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

Plus my kicks are nik', this what the bitches like

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

With a wind northwesterly whistling my destiny

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Fuck up opportunities watch them disappear like magic