This is a song about "Singing in the rain"

Or the way u live, like everyday is the fuckin end, (singing)

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Stalked a ho rapper, saw him singing in the shower

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

So everybody in the crowd will know you’re singing tonight,

And i'll be singing through the night.

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

My roof in the pouring rain , the more of it the more i change

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

You know...you know who you are

Hitting the singing feather