This is a song about "Makin money rain"

And make you live in the rain

I wish i’ll never see you again

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Throwing money up and making it rain/

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Hatin like they got bad manors, can't contain, makin it rain hammers straight bringin the pain

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Here i go again, falling in love again

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

I wanna grow up rappin, makin bundles of money

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

I need your love like plants need rain,

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Big homie hov said i am close