This is a song about "The weather"

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

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

Picture a place that they exist, together

Covering my head in bad weather

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

We used to chill and find a place to smoke weed when the weather

And i hate the chilly weather

Charlie tango, ready for whatever

Deflect what the weather brings

Lil prps like 3 digits

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

Sorry if i seem impaired, but i've been a bit under the weather

Dryin off in the warm weather

My records sell, yes sir

'cuz no matter the weather, yo, it's all the same love

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because