This is a song about "Scarlett storm"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Braved the storm callously can you call it sanity?

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

This is to all of you felt you wouldnt storm

Wished you felt warm and hold hands with hope and escape through the storm

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

He gave 'em the platform

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

It takes away my storm cloud.

I drive that all around

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

We'll walk this road together, through the storm