This is a song about "Put a 30 on me call me stephen curry"

I make it rain on niggas call me a weatherman

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

You ain't even call me on my birthday

And i got 'em every day, every day

And if you need a hand you can call on me

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

On me i'll murder your mom.i'm obviously wrong and mean,they call me a verse-

Trap our young black seeds

Call me on your eighteenth

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Respond again and insult again call me a lame call me dame,

After this call me a prick

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic