This is a song about "Big data small data all data analytics apache storm"

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Cause they fear me in physical form

This is to all of you felt you wouldnt storm

December 4th a star was born

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Since a kid all i did was dream real big

They all start feeling sorry for you crying with big red eyes

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

The apache warrior, raps sorcerer no error

We got big shoes to fill, and that ain't no small feat/

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

He gave 'em the platform

No calm before the storm

Bitches ain't around one thou

And we're all a big disgrace now