This is a song about "Raining shit"

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

It’s raining, anger reigning rampant outside her apartment

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

Because here it always seems to be raining,

All this medication doesn't help shit,

No car key and i mean that

And drop the gossip shit,

I put some cash in ya pocket

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

I'm raymond for rap when it's raining men

I'm spilling out, my words are weapons, raining toxic liquid,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Spotting the brain performing lyrical dive-bombing raids, raining heavy reign/

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Wondering shit, questioning shit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit