This is a song about "Wind up"

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Dont fuck wit the mack daddy or youll wind up shot, dead, and covered in poo!

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

While i'm bangin my head on this door, i wind up with 4 more,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

With a wind northwesterly whistling my destiny

Another day as i step out the door

Gone with the wind, cheaters and brawlers or

Cop a car, new estate

Late night, wind of change blows straight

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Don't be the next cobain and wind up dead