This is a song about "Weather with heather"

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

In any weather i'm never better your boy's so hot

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

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

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Tolled by the weather that manifolds, you consoled.

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

They some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepper

Deflect what the weather brings

Not king james, these were coke kings

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

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though