This is a song about "Ganja in the rain"

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Lyricism back in the game when i brainstorm i bring literal rain

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Lil rasta off the ganja like he pose to be

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

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

Come and see what i'm about, pull your hair you say my name

I got that goodman game

Shout to the clouds n the rain