This is a song about "Rain"

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Emotions are beating down on me like rain

And of course on my parade it should fucking rain

I wanted the money and never the fame

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

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

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Throwing money up and making it rain/

Don't feel pain in a flame, don't feel shame in the rain

And not a single feature except lil wayne

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

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

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

My mind is cloudy, but when it storms its some insane rain/

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free