This is a song about "Dead in the rain"

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

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

Stop makin' in rain with green, we need real rain in cali

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I'm bringing you flowers in the evening because you're laying there dead.

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

The dead men in the sewage 'n burned in lighter fluid,

Trying to renovate the game

Shout to the clouds n the rain

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

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

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Beat her ass on the weigh in, bitch already dead