This is a song about "Windows vista"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Imagine them trapped in confinries,waving through windows,peeking for recovery n

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

The windows rolling down the boulevard. want something outta me but i don't do

This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph

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

Now this isn't vista, this is just enough to fit

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

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

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Glass windows, with a real nice view