This is a song about "Rainy"

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

An under appreciated miracle rainy man

'cuz after i drink a bottle, wave my flag and surrender

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

My sperm on your face like it’s a rainy day

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

But dat shit aint true, i love a rainy day.

It was so fucken rainy and wendy eya-eya o

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

There've been a lot o' rainy days, a lot in my life.