This is a song about "Ganja in the rain"

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

Blow trees like a hurricane

That you try and see through the rain

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

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

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

If the day comes that u say its over ima be sitting in my down in the rain,