This is a song about "Flowing like rain from above to destroy all you niggas"

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Shifted i'm standing, above all you rappers,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I write it like i was given this gift from up above

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Its about to rain hell on you

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

See all these hating niggas went from eff you to you suck bro

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

So when i utterly destroy you, try not to cry like a little bi...scuit

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

I found that i spit profound above all these niggas like i smoked a pound

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Im going to lyricly destroy you

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

I'll destroy you so easily and quickly like it's my passion,