This is a song about "Windows me"

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Approaches me, encroaches towards me,

Maybe you should bolt the windows and check under the stairs

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Lock your windows and doors at night, better watch out for my knife

Yeah fight with me,hate me,insult me,

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Keep your doors locked and your windows secured,

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Im shinin too hard on these hatas roll up yo windows