This is a song about "Bad weather"

Sorry if i seem impaired, but i've been a bit under the weather

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I make him smile under any type of weather

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

So bold n so cold in whatever type of weather

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

Always on my own ass pressurin, rain hail sleet weather in,

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

It was snow season and the weather was 20 below freezing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Covering my head in bad weather

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Whatever weather, cold or warm

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form