This is a song about "Weather and the atmoshpere"

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Still we be praying that the weather stop playing and cool the tropics

Tolled by the weather that manifolds, you consoled.

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Im clever, no longer colder then the weather in december,

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

We slept on the lawn, together, when the weather was warm

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

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

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

I'mma do this fast or weather if the beat is slow

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

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