This is a song about "Windows 8"

Inequality promises

The way she walks and causes a fuss

(8 second instrumental break)

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Fuck a club, in the whip, windows up, blow o's

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Intimidate, humiliate,

Way too much right here is at stake

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

Maybe you should bolt the windows and check under the stairs

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

Cause you looking exotic, now you getting erotic

Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, gothic