This is a song about "Rain drop"

Emotions are beating down on me like rain

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Throwing money up and making it rain/

And of course on my parade it should fucking rain

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Disaster and pain. spit fire like it's rain

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Chance said he was praying for rain

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

That you try and see through the rain

Searching for fortune and fame