This is a song about "Pouring rain"

After the fire, comes the rain

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

I can make it rain

From working through rain and pain

Then lost her faith again

And make you live in the rain

You're uncool like my mother kin

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Tears pouring out they eyes, eyes wrecked, stomach aching/

All the disses and threats are just gonna start pouring out

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

I need your love like plants need rain,

Floor seats at that wizards game

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,