This is a song about "Wind waker"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I keep the rhymes flowing like a wind mill

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

Bring the battering ram where you live

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Feel it your hands, the wind between the pines

But whatever, now that's gone but the wind ain't there,

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

The cold wind blows to my skin it felt chilly

It's no longer a new jack city

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Gone with the wind, cheaters and brawlers or

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Where only the wind fucken blows

Tryna stay clear of my foes