This is a song about "Window shop"

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Yeah i'm so mad just punched my window,

She probably had a reason though

But its thrown out the window

Looking out te window pain

Well rick james, maury jane

Now i can't afford clothes from the god damn thrift shop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

And i saw her through the window

Who real bitches check me out though

Orville might think they microwaved the shop

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Enter the building through the window

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

I'm sittin in the barber shop