This is a song about "Cloud"

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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

I think found where your mind was

Stuck in a cloud of consciousness,

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

Before we lift to the cloud,

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

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

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

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag