This is a song about "Blue weather"

I mean your whole heart is so confusing with the weird weather

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

Covering my head in bad weather

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

Your aura, royal blue,

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Doesn't matter the time of day, not even the weather.

Finding-nemo-ass niggas get your life together

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

And i hate the chilly weather

Dryin off in the warm weather

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her