This is a song about "Windows me"

Glass windows, with a real nice view

And all the shit you went through

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

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.

We love for a while then a light goes

'cause late in the night she'll be stoning my windows

Indo indoors with the windows closed yo, insanity trapping me tragically

Every nigga in this whip gotta motherfucking college degree

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Yeah fight with me,hate me,insult me,

Had looked through the windows!

Tryna stay clear of my foes