This is a song about "Black clouds"

Waving goodbye when the clouds roll by

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Leave u dead and ya boys lookin for u movin wit the clouds/

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Top dropped down, black on black

Quick flipping up sexy back

You shouldnt look back to the past in fact just look up in the clouds

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

Vicious viscous clouds your flow, victory is my impulse

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones