This is a song about "Storm"

He gave him a platform

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

It takes away my storm cloud.

I drive that all around

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

Testing bombs, you really think it's different from desert storm?

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

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

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

So far above a storm begins.

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

I am a storm so do the math.

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

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