This is a song about "Colder weather"

You blow away from zephyr, i create category five weather,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Feeling tired, feeling colder

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Deflect what the weather brings

These chalance give me balance

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

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

Dryin off in the warm weather

I'm gettin discouraged with her

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

To me its so whatever, i could care less about the weather

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

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

Huh, i can't interpret her

And i hate the chilly weather