This is a song about "Far o rain"

Originated somewhere really far

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

Growing up i had your posters o

And make you live in the rain

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

I need your love like plants need rain,

I wanted the money and never the fame

Plus he is always holding a teddy eya-eya o

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

But look, she went and dialled triple o