This is a song about "Eye of the storm"

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

In the inside it's cold as the storm

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

I looked her right in the eye and asked her just what she thought of me

President says it was imminent, i don't believe in the syndicate of the eye

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Code red, which means you go red

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

The story of this little girl's world ends with a storm, now it's bedtime

Third eye blind with the vertex

Sweet, okay makes sense