This is a song about "Catching clouds"

And if i want to go outside

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

No need to smoke purp with her i am on the clouds

Catching the shit from all these fucking clowns

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

No dark clouds, just silver linings

So here i am at the store for some chips

The sun is now gone, see dark clouds comin' out

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Vicious viscous clouds your flow, victory is my impulse

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

If i got life left i'm not catching my breath