This is a song about "Cloud 9"

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

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

All we need is convienient love

Stuck in a cloud of consciousness,

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

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

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

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

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

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound