This is a song about "Love storm"

It takes away my storm cloud.

This is fine dine take out

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

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

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I've got a storm cloud followin' me...

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

The will call me messiah i will take the world by storm

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Bombs after bombs creating a missile storm

And all women who had light features, see

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery"

Tonight's doppler forecast is a for a shit storm,

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