This is a song about "Quiet storm"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Yea he settled quiet carelessly,

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

He says be quiet, you'll making it worse

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

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

You prolly wouldnt see dis much ice in a hail storm.

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

He gave him a platform

Lightning flashes before the storm/

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Destroyed my mentality i was never so quiet

It takes away my storm cloud.

Now i live it out

And getting money is the song i sing

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing