This is a song about "Storms"

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

I bring dark thunder storms in the month of may

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I rain sleet when i stomp storms to the beat,

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

My mind is cloudy, but when it storms its some insane rain/

Wait for the rain and storms to clear oh dear fear

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

Satan babies that cause storms and invert child porn,

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

And this will be the song that we sing