This is a song about "Sweather weather"

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

In any weather i'm never better your boy's so hot

Dryin off in the warm weather

And that i spent the night with her

But you don't seem to be under the weather.

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

Will survive the rampage and see clear weather

You blow away from zephyr, i create category five weather,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

And i hate the chilly weather