This is a song about "Storm clouds"

You know that love is a very serious thing

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Skies are black, clouds are red

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Shout to the clouds n the rain

Cause they fear me in physical form

Lightning flashes before the storm/

December 4th a star was born

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Stand up high and reach the clouds

Tonight's doppler forecast is a for a shit storm,

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn