This is a song about "Being in the clouds"

I'm living in the past looking to the future my own mentality reasons being

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

In your nightmares i am the one watching your soul being drained

Jump for the clouds reach for the sky

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Just for me being weird in the past/

I be on that fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

My soul flying to the clouds, but then i feel that doubt

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Petrol clouds lurked over several crowds of people in the chilly breeze

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,