This is a song about "Twerking in the rain"

I bring the rain cant be contained,

But they sold jello in the paint

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

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

Parking lot of the blue flame

And make you live in the rain

On they twitter writing novels, see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

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

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game