This is a song about "Cloud"

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

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

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

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

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Before we lift to the cloud,

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

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

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

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