This is a song about "It s raining it s pouring boring"

The outline which you n****s out dated

And my momma keep smoking that shit

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

Emotion got it pouring, like liquor like liquor

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Trying hard to speak and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain