I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain Just allow it to rain 150 on my chain Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine After the fire, comes the rain Rain, rain, impossible to stay sane, It's a shameso much pressure on my brain Then i wait for them days to turn good again I'll created thunder on your rain,