This is a song about "Cloud"

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

You know what get pissed let me pass on the storm cloud.

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

Third ward general, young cash money

I've got a storm cloud followin' me...

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

Before we lift to the cloud,

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck