This is a song about "Ganja in the rain"

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Well remain on the the train of pain in the rain, ha, i'm insane

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Got a pound in the trunk ya know whats up, smokin on that ganja til the sun comes up.

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

The ganja is a medicine, we spray no crews,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

I sustain my strut, whilst you fall down the drain, in the rain.

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame