This is a song about "Hurricane of 1900"

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

I come hard as a hurricane, it's what i do best is entertain

Got hit, with a hurricane

I'll never call you bitch again

You're my reflection and all i see is you

Anto came too, like hurricane do

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

The one who em talks of

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

When people up in haiti get some help after a hurricane

Of instant elation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win