This is a song about "Through this storm"

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Listen to me cause i've already been through this,

Wished you felt warm and hold hands with hope and escape through the storm

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

Through my music this is how i cope

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

The story of this little girl's world ends with a storm, now it's bedtime

We'll walk this road together, through the storm

Everyday a star is born

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

Its just to much to risk forget it i'm through with this

We told you this through and through,

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

And through this confusion what he deduced was