This is a song about "Raining shit"

It's all good, finna dog that

Than life, i'm the fucking shit

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

He spit in my face 'n sprints down the street while its raining.

Stunned crimes are the slowest get in this raining criminal place!/

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

The time for your crime is caving in but tonight i am staying in because outside its raining sin

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

It's like we're spewing venom, it's raining toxic liquid,

Or let the mob handle that

Wondering shit, questioning shit

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

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