This is a song about "Rain drops of love"

Searching for fortune and fame

I need your love like plants need rain,

My roof in the pouring rain , the more of it the more i change

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I started praying for the hope and the change of love

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough

And of course on my parade it should fucking rain

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Keep me out of danger and make me love

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

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Spitting drops of acidic chemicals in your retinal

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous