This is a song about "May weather"

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

To me its so whatever, i could care less about the weather

Its just another day in may

She say she fucking with me the long way

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

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

You blow away from zephyr, i create category five weather,

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Whatever weather, cold or warm

He gave 'em the platform

Deflect what the weather brings

They say he the key to my blessings

But im a well of inspiration

Life's like a weather station,