This is a song about "Trains rain mom prisons and trucks"

Through all the rain and the pain

Searching for fortune and fame

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

That you try and see through the rain

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

And make it rain bad before you're main sad rap

My buzz is like cocaine

From working through rain and pain

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

So now they making millions off of prisons

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

Throwing money up and making it rain/

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again