This is a song about "Cloud based pbx"

I flash smiles at the mean looks

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

But all decision i've ever made has been based on the dice

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Nope, never, this cloud of darkness will shroud then devour

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

And just in time your head is mine

People judge others based on their pigments under their skin

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Dreaming too another religion based off of flying pigeons

Fake based in the area

They can not pause like right one sega