I've never had nothing mean everything to me before
I know his statement is flooding in variance, but it flows through a stream of truth Perhaps a hurricane
Call me a storm
I’m being genuine
I will always be genuine and it isn’t my fault you don’t believe that rain is coming
Until you feel a trickle
But I am thundering
Let my lightning light up your eyes or something
My everything longs for your nothing
But what you don’t realize is nothing can’t exist with everything
Nothing is the absence of something
It isn’t my fault you don’t believe that rain is coming
I’m  thundering
Thought You are slowly plundering away my thunder
And my lightning leaked, it’s spilling up **** creek
It’s finally raining  
Are happy now
It's pouring
Like I poured my everything into your nothing
I hope you felt your trickle hope your ******* drenched
My tempest is over
You’re just left wet
And I’m  contempt
But nothing is the absence of something
So I suppose that what we’re supposed to be.