This is a song about "Cloud bounc"

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Before we lift to the cloud,

And i don’t take no dames out

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

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

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

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

We on another level, i'm bout to pull that porsche out

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

We love for a while then a light goes