I hear the sound of hail from my bedroom, the sound of a tornado warning, I think of all those who died in these, but Im thinkin' "Get out, stop mourning!" I run downstairs as fast as I could, storm passes I come up to find only dust. That must of been a strong gust. My mind is full of disgust, but what If I had stayed up there I would be dead right now. But now the sun is shinin', Tonight I definently won't be dining, but im proud to still be alive, . My whole house is deprived, but my soul is revived. Rap is last thing I get, success is my only option, ive got to get what I had back right now! I can't get a job to plow nor cut open those cash cows, Im still tryin'to figure out how this happened, My life is becoming a mess, these times are so hard, Getting all these letters from the national guard. Getting bills for every wrecked yard. I need to put my life back together, Im happy the forcast has fair weather, im not giving up even if all I have at the moment is a feather.