This is a song about "Blowing clouds"

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Hold it..now thank you for silence

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

No dark clouds, just silver linings

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

And i guess you are blind, clouds obstructing your eyes

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Back to the flashbacks blowing stacks

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Blowing up all statistics