This is a song about "Windows"

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

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

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

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

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

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Im shinin too hard on these hatas roll up yo windows

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

Keep your doors locked and your windows secured,

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Keep your doors locked and your windows shut

I don't really give a fuck

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Maybe you should bolt the windows and check under the stairs