This is a song about "Wind up"

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

Toss it just let the wind blow

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

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

Where only the wind fucken blows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

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

Leave you bruised and bloody then you wind up in the gutter

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat

But you never come when you period is five days

Blowing away with the wind, what does it end, this chase,