This is a song about "Risk of rain"

And risk losing my thick skin / i'll leave this bitch limp

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Insane to ignore the risk, but its survival of the fittest

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

Bitch am not lying what your doin rite now is a risk

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Well remain on the the train of pain in the rain, ha, i'm insane

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

And of course on my parade it should fucking rain

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Its your call i can't make you chose ,risk risk you got nothing to lose,

Is that the pitter patter of the rain - i don't know

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw