This is a song about "Wind"

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Gone with the wind, cheaters and brawlers or

Give me dome, then let me skate

Late night, wind of change blows straight

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Where only the wind fucken blows

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

The cold wind blows to my skin it felt chilly

Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I’m superman with the wind at his back,