This is a song about "7 rain"

Throwing money up and making it rain/

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Lyricism back in the game when i brainstorm i bring literal rain

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Through all the rain and the pain

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Don't feel pain in a flame, don't feel shame in the rain

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

But tell me what does it gain, talkin' 'bout make it rain

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane