This is a song about "Good weather"

To be able to eat and sleep whatever the weather/

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

And i hate the chilly weather

One man’s pain is another man’s pleasure

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

We used to chill and find a place to smoke weed when the weather

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

But you don't seem to be under the weather.

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Deflect what the weather brings

Got a nigga seein things

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

But now it's like i'm drowning underneath the weather

Man its cold out here but i'm survivin' in this weather

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for