This is a song about "Red crusible fire storm"

He gave 'em the platform

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

No calm before the storm

He gave him a platform

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery"

Watch your body turn indian red,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

So far above a storm begins.

So here i am at the store for some chips

Can't stop the storm from pouring chloroform/

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Found dead covered in red

These jordan 4′s: check