This is a song about "Bad storm"

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

You prolly wouldnt see dis much ice in a hail storm.

It's a battlejust for tha big money

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery"

Without the sound of guns

So far above a storm begins.

In the inside it's cold as the storm

December 4th a star was born

Bombs after bombs creating a missile storm

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

It takes away my storm cloud.

Weed up, better make a sound

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Hit me like a storm there was no warning