Pouring Rain

He never knew his father the only home he had was the block Crack in the sock just a rebel with a hand full of rocks Cadillac on D's like Pamela Anderson's top Had to have a knot to fill a void from not having a pops See his old man was a dope head never had J's just PRO-Keds Mother worked all kind of jobs broke her back tryna provide But the local smack dealers outside who he idolized When they bang the disciple signs light up the night like fireflies He wanna be them So he gotta be in anything to numb the pain Only twelve serving fiends soaking in the pouring rain And I hope that we can face this together Any city every weather In the line and in the pouring rain in the pouring rain oh And I hope that we can face this together Any city every weather In the line and in the pouring rain in the pouring rain oh He never knew his son how to be a man and teach it to his son He ain't have a father that shit come back like karma He ain't have a job or income tax he barely knew his mama She was sixteen when her water broke Tryna get a starter coat not start a family He never had a plan or a plan B He was sent overseas to fight Afghanis And came home addicted to the candy How could you champion a child When you trampled to the ground Gotta have it you can't navigate around with a GPS He seen a shorty standing at the CVS He knew he had work he seen it in his eye like CBS He walked up to him shorty said What you want That's when he realized he was buying crack from his own son And I hope that we can face this together Any city every weather In the line and in the pouring rain in the pouring rain oh And I hope that we can face this together Any city every weather In the line and in the pouring rain in the pouring rain oh