This is a song about "2014 natural disasters"

Your time has come, i'm still rare, you're fairly well done

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

2014 summer coldest, im the last survivin thats still potent

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Cant help my actions, they come natural

Now its 2014 and last week i got diagnosed with lymes disease,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Keeping your mind in disasters,i rack wins so much i'm a spell caster.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Its natural to feel scared i would be,

2014 with a resolution

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Rewrite the elements of my natural colors, and i

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die