This is a song about "Rawalk in the rainne"

The pain stains the brain with delays in

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

To my unborn child

In the face of the outside.

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Spread the word, 'cause i'm in

And picture me rollin

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition

Like the pyramids primitive appearing in