This is a song about "Coloured rain"

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

Disaster and pain. spit fire like it's rain

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

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

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

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

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Any given weather,every time i spit,i make it rain

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

My mind is cloudy, but when it storms its some insane rain/

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

And make you live in the rain

Searching for fortune and fame

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Throwing money up and making it rain/