Stand in the Rain

[Intro]
Jar full of trouble
Bible in the glovebox
Mud on my name
Thunder in my blood, watch
[Verse 1]
They toast when the glass shine
Disappeared when the ground cracked
All that talk was a flat line
When the storm hit, they fell back
Outlaw in a church coat
Flask in a brown bag, tucked low
Bless me or blast me
Either way I still go
Deals on a tailgate
Moon in the ditch, that’s my spotlight
Smile in my face
Same mouth sold me for a cheap price
[Chorus]
They will dance with you when your sun is shining
On your porch, on your name, they swear
But they won't stand with you in the rain, boy
When the sky go black, ain't nobody there
They will dance with you when your sun is shining
Raise your glass like they feel your pain
But they won't stand with you in the rain, boy
So I stand with myself in the rain
[Verse 2]
County line, dark road
Truck smell liquor and gun smoke
Judge wanna quote that scripture
Still sip quiet on the same stuff
Friends turn ghost when the law call
Heard they put my face on a brick wall
Mama said “son, that’s a bad crowd”
Told her, “Ma, I never seen ‘em stick around”
Hand on the steel like a prayer bead
Heart gone hard like a dry seed
Only thing loyal is the dirt here
Only thing honest is the cracked mirror
[Chorus]
They will dance with you when your sun is shining
On your porch, on your name, they swear
But they won't stand with you in the rain, boy
When the sky go black, ain't nobody there
They will dance with you when your sun is shining
Raise your glass like they feel your pain
But they won't stand with you in the rain, boy
So I stand with myself in the rain
[Bridge]
Let it pour on my boots
Let it soak this stained shirt
If you ain’t with me in the flood (yeah)
You don’t ride when the land fertile
Sip slow, watch the fire turn
See the faces peeling off the frame
I don’t need your toast at my table
If you flinch at the thunder and the shame
[Chorus]
They will dance with you when your sun is shining
On your porch, on your name, they swear
But they won't stand with you in the rain, boy
When the sky go black, ain't nobody there
They will dance with you when your sun is shining
Raise your glass like you feel my pain
But you won't stand with me in the rain, boy
So I drink with my shadow in the rain

rap, Gritty Southern trap-rap: swung hi-hats, distorted 808s, swampy slide guitar stabs. Male vocals, low and menacing, with whispered ad-libs tucked deep in the mix. Verses ride a sparse groove; chorus widens with stacked, ominous harmonies and a ghostly choir pad. Sub-bass hits like a slowed heartbeat, snare slaps rough and roomy, final hook drops to half-time for a cold, cinematic fade.