When It Rains It Pours.... Poem by Sultan Gad

Listen little homie, when it rains it pours...
Rockets, so always be prepared for war
Habibitat under attack, landlord banging on doors
Listen lil homie, when it rains it pours

Can't change clothes when I'm soaked
when it rains it pours
Thirteen shots
when it rains it pours
I pray all night
Because when it rains it pours
Will he surive and be all right?
when it rains it pours

Listen little homie, when it rains it pours.
I used to call you a friend until you took the food right from my jaws
I'm screaming as I take my last breaths in the passenger seat,
Lightning scars the sky as I remain deceased.
Resurrected back to life as a lion with fangs and claws,
Tell them to watch out little homie, I'm ready for war!