Weather (Misty Mix)

Feels like I wander these streets like a rolling stone

My brain recollects rain, I can feel it inside my bones

Whether it's a light drizzle or a rumbling thunderstorm

I'll weather it, it's whatever I gotta do to move on

Some say the past is the past but I say challenge

I look back to the past to forecast on those things to come

Pass me a glass of your finest of libation

Drown my problems in these dark brown waters of coke and rum

Or flood me with white liquor. They say that liquor be quicker, I beg to differ

My backstroke is vicious... I'm cupping water like dirty dishes

This is not contentious, I'm undefeated in exhibitions, Impossible missions

All I can say is I'm something different, listen