[Verse 1:]

I’m not gonna, not gonna, not gonna wait

For the beat to hit before I can spit

‘Cause I’ve waited my entire life for this

Writin’ this felt nice, it did, but it feels better to be recitin’ this

I exist in life to try and fly as high as I can get

Strive to just inspire minds of guys who might be likin’ it

I liken it to a medicine

Kill pain like Vicodin

Rap game didn’t wanna let us in

But it’ll get a lot better once I get in

I got a mic and a pen and I might go and

Go psycho quite like Michael did

Or I might just write flows honestly

When I’m on the beat that’s what my goal is

So I must confess to feeling blessed that you are hearing this

My only goal in rap is to reflect on my experience

I testify that weirder kids can best the finest lyricists

I step farther than stepfathers of Potter, yeah I’m Sirius

Deliriously spitting sicker than a myriad

Of punks and I can punctuate a line without a period

I spit it correct and stay calm on the beat

Like I’m Thom the grammar officer, comma police

OK, computer saying I should stop the dated references

Optimize my album quality with data sets and shit

Nah, I say the things I wanna say, my weapon is

The authenticity that’s often missin’ when they’re reppin’ shit

[Chopped vocal sample:]

…Rainy day, rainy day, rainy day

[Verse 2:]

140 days a year it rains in my hometown

I’m grateful every day that I was raised in my hometown

Eugene, Oregon, a little insane and far from the humdrum

Hope you don’t get bored but I wanna explain about where I come from

Constant cloudy climate, say goodbye to your dumb umbrella

‘Cause daily showers here are not a conundrum

I’m from, pizza drivers too high to deliver

And I’m from pickin’ blackberries on the side of the river

And I’m from often being asked real politely by a guy on the street

If I’ll provide a dollar so he and his wife get to eat

Unspoken poverty, got a lot of folks not ownin’ property

But I don’t wanna focus on showin’ awful things

There’s a lot that growin’ taught to me

People want that dough monopoly

But don’t want the battle, the burns and scars

Shout-out to my family ‘cause they

Showed me the value of workin’ hard

In the backyard past the sunset

Dad made us work ‘til we ask are we done yet

Mom workin’ every night to feed us food

And my sis taught me to succeed in school

Clouds overhead but it’s okay

Never be afraid of a rainy day

Just seek that goal that you have before you

‘Cause nobody’s gonna grab it for you

[Chopped vocal sample]

[Poem: Halah Mohammed]

When no one else will for you

Will, for you, thunder claps

A shower of praises 'til you crack

A blue sky missing sun

Storm

Whether or not they see you

Wet faces with your rainy day words

You strike pain

And never let up

The will to will for you

Whatever they won’t