This is a song about "Left in the rain"

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Behind in the dust, left in disgust, like the rest of us

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

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

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

My roof in the pouring rain , the more of it the more i change

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I'm making it rain with the twentys i'm up in blackhawk all day. tell jaybo don't

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

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

I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

What them tippers don't see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money