Bitch, I'm feelin' like the Baja man the way I let them dogs out
Weapon up on my body, steppin' to Bones will be the wrong route
What in the fuck are you talkin' 'bout?
Your whole shit is going south
Bitch, I am the WeatherMan, I clap and now it's pourin' out
Rain rain, go away Layin' back up in my grave
Blunt smoke runnin' all through my veins