This is a song about "Lovely weather"

Tolled by the weather that manifolds, you consoled.

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

So bold n so cold in whatever type of weather

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I make him smile under any type of weather

And that i spent the night with her

Dryin off in the warm weather

Girl you got a lovely outer surface

Together all the timethought it was true love

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

And i hate the chilly weather

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for