This is a song about "Cloud bound"

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

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

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

To the sound of you being gagged and bound

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

Thats what its bound to be

Could i make you my baby

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

I just spit my game out

It takes away my storm cloud.

My niggas clownbring a pound

Your annoyance is bound,