This is a song about "Storm"

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

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

This is to all of you felt you wouldnt storm

Cause they fear me in physical form

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

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

In the inside it's cold as the storm

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

And its simple as that baby

I've got a storm cloud followin' me...

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

That's why they can't mess up my flow

He was entrapped by a storm eya-eya o