This is a song about "Singing in the rain"

Stop makin' in rain with green, we need real rain in cali

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I'm name dropping clowns to dirt like the rain brought in nouns, i'll turn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

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

She won't leave, dick as big as kelly price's appetite

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

Hitting the singing feather

Going broke, no sir

Ringing digging singing

Bun b, i’m underground king

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I'm making it rain with the twentys i'm up in blackhawk all day. tell jaybo don't