(verse 1)
As fate would have it, I changed for the worse
All my good luck came with a curse
So every time you hear me talk about my pain in a verse
It's not for attention
My only weapon is this pen but it works
Yours was the brush, yours was the brain and the heart
Yours was the blood stained canvas that explained what you thought
Poured your soul onto the pavement like the rain in New York
Gave us tours into your mind all in the name of the art
What can I do? But reflect on the times that we talked music
How this racist system always abuse it, use it for good
For all our niggas in the hood that we could’ve influenced
To get the fuck up out our misery and foster the movement
You inspired me more than you could imagine bro
Crying out to god like why the fuck you had to go?
This the shit that make me not even wanna believe in his existence
But in this instance that shit don’t even matter yo.

(hook)
rain fall down
make no sound
just another day

rain keep falling
I keep calling
but he got nothing to say

(verse 2)
I understand where there’s good, there’s evil
I understand you need both sides to be equal
Right now I wanna fly like an eagle to where I need to
And disappear in the sky or in the eye of a needle
So small that you can’t see the pain I got harbored up
I’m trying to accept the fact you’re gone, but it’s hard as fuck
In this Nation of Creators that you started up
You led the Dream Team but this feels like a bad dream all too much
And I just wanna wake up, somehow we gotta figure out
How we gonna live without~
You had my dream car, and we would fantasize about us rolling up
In matching beamers but I guess you chose a different route
Wow~
That’s all I said when I found out about it
you always seemed the most grounded, talk about astounded
I'm pounding on pavements impatient waiting for answers
nobody ever asked the question, left us guessing I admit I learned my lesson

(hook)
rain fall down
make no sound
just another day

rain keep falling
I keep calling
but he got nothing to say