This is a song about "Thunder in the rain"

It's been nothing but pain

And make you live in the rain

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Let it rain let it thunder put a slob 6 feet under

The second to realize ill hit you like the thunder

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Oklahoma city transportation, way i bring the thunder

I sustain my strut, whilst you fall down the drain, in the rain.

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game