This is a song about "Living through a hurricane"

I keep on living through hard times, because of my insignificant rhymes,

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

A place not worth living coz

Where would i be without my dogs

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Throw me a hurricane, let your anger rain on my island base

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

I pick up a spoon and walk through the living room door

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

Imagine living in a dream

Then keep your change like an oink machine

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Made a living and a killing off it

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

I've been living in a grand repetition,