This is a song about "Weather"

You blow away from zephyr, i create category five weather,

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

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

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

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

Doesn't matter the time of day, not even the weather.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Deflect what the weather brings

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

It was snow season and the weather was 20 below freezing

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

Always on my own ass pressurin, rain hail sleet weather in,

Dryin off in the warm weather

That's real as ever