This is a song about "The weather"

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

To be able to eat and sleep whatever the weather/

To me its so whatever, i could care less about the weather

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My team getting digits

Deflect what the weather brings

The cold weather from my head, has cleverly leaked.

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

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

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Life's like a weather station,

Catch you up on places i've been

Whatever weather, cold or warm

Cause they fear me in physical form

I mean your whole heart is so confusing with the weird weather

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