the wind blowing round outside aint got nuthing on the winds blowin round inside of me

Willie Lee don brought the sun down on me

don brought the sun from my bellt full and swollen and heavy

i caught life back

thought it was gon for sure

caked up lard from fist marks

but he been gone so long

and Willie Lee don pulled it down from me been seeing him in my dreams

blue light special basement music

don't know how we survived reefer clouds music loud and Willie Lee hands down my pants cause baby been gone long and my body wasn't meant for waiting

nuthing like lips poked out to James Brown raining like like dogs now thunder sounds

and i ain't got fist marks no mo no where on me, baby been locked down afro sounds calling me down to Bewick n' Mack rent party ain't nuthing but 50cent and Willie Lee say dat he got me and he got me and he got me hands down my pants with reefer clouds smiling down

and the sun pulling these winds up on out of me

....bitch ain't shit winds

....stupid ain't got no sense winds

...do what i say winds that i been holding in, hiding winds

fist mark winds....baby ain't here now winds and this body, this body wasn't meant fo waiting