This is a song about "Terror at 3 o clock"

Tornados and tremors, i'm the demon of terror,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I am at level 3 so who's got to know,

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

It's bedtime night night, im never phased i will have your style on the six o clock news

With my human mascara, i will cause terror

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Yo, i walk into the party 'bout nine o' clock,

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

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

Never a storm til i woke up, and there was terror at dawn

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

To simulate the experience of terror

The devil took my soul , the minute the smoke began to unfold.

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold