This is a song about "Fire rain"

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

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior

Your on fire.. your on fire

And of course on my parade it should fucking rain

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

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

Now that's what you call a game

I'll created thunder on your rain,

They think they bring that pain

Shout to the clouds n the rain