This is a song about "Cloud"

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Stuck in a cloud of consciousness,

When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I'm so loud den dis fucking black cloud! hit u from every directions ma spitz globing around!//

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

You feel it from your head to your toes

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows