This is a song about "Window"

My new flow bought hublots below zero

Yeah i'm so mad just punched my window,

Better catch your chance before the window closes

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Window is open, cold as snow, no glimpse of a blanket

But its thrown out the window

But seemingly believe it though

Looking out te window pain

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

You're window shopping the shit i just bought

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Enter the building through the window

Hit the club she drop it low

Look at that mess look out the window

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow