The Wind, Pt. 2

The Wind blowing, it's a blessing Yeah, I'm finally resurrecting From this all-time second guessing I just taught myself a lesson There's this purity in messing around With no direction I just paused to think a second about Where I was heading Every day I write a new rhyme It's my therapy session, and I Finally convinced myself To get to confessing, now I Put my worries to the side And started this message The Wind be blowing your mind Made sure it made an impression Uh, this is where the credits roll, like I my spliff I see my own story unfold when I write it This shit came straight from the soul, hope you like it Finally taking control, I decided, uh Got a nugget to my left, it's my side chick Don't be hating on my style of life, 'till you tried it I make every beat do what I say, poet-tyrant I like it the most when I discover where they hiding, ooh Get rid of The previous picture Throw away the frame you've put me in Time to reconsider 'Cuz I, left the stage of beginner I used the Wind to cut to the chase, it's my scissors It's force as strong as water Make them motherfuckers shiver From this point out, the only thing we get is bigger The Wind blowing, it's a blessing Yeah, I'm finally resurrecting From this all-time second guessing I just taught myself a lesson There's this purity in messing around With no direction I just paused to think a second about Where I was heading Every day I write a new rhyme It's my therapy session, and I Finally convinced myself To get to confessing, now I Put my worries to the side And started this message The Wind be blowing your mind Made sure it made an impression