This is a song about "Cloud"

Then get out your seat and jump around

Before we lift to the cloud,

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

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

Then become a fuckin' addict, wait 'till those days cloud,

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

You never heard of a sweeter sound until you've been high as a cloud

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

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

Thought i had it mapped out but i guess i didn't, this fucking black cloud

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around