This is a song about "Dancing in rain"

He snapped their souls their grave still untouched it's like pouring fire in rain

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Steak dinner everydayfor the moviemy life is like a compton play

In here it a different kinda ball play either that or making it rain all day

Always on my own ass pressurin, rain hail sleet weather in,

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

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

I'm name dropping clowns to dirt like the rain brought in nouns, i'll turn

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

There's a kid on the path, and she's laughing n' dancing

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

My roof in the pouring rain , the more of it the more i change

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again