This is a song about "Sinead o connor"

That's what rains for

Mother, o my mother

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

Hope you heard that intro

But look, she went and dialled triple o

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

The sun gives light cause it is the window

He was entrapped by a storm eya-eya o

O so maybe it's for quite levels

We vegetables, on them record labels

It was so fucken rainy and wendy eya-eya o

Kids ain't like reggie jackson, nicki barnes their hero

Picture a place that they exist, together

Unless they o d like heath ledger

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o