This is a song about "Crying in the rain"

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o

It your oan way but u just sitting in that corner crying,crying and

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Down in dallas at the all-star game

After the fire, comes the rain

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Well remain on the the train of pain in the rain, ha, i'm insane

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Even though the sky is turning green,i hate losin' n i hate crying in

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I'm making it rain with the twentys i'm up in blackhawk all day. tell jaybo don't

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

While you sit in a corner in your own sorrow crying