This is a song about "Rain"

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Rain, rain, impossible to stay sane,

Theres no sun though its always gonna rain

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

That you try and see through the rain

See dog? rap is my aim

But tell me what does it gain, talkin' 'bout make it rain

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

And of course on my parade it should fucking rain

They calling me the hottest in the game

And reflect on the rap game, i came

I need your love like plants need rain,