This is a song about "Cloud chased"

I likely will be chased through hell with missiles raining ash,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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

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

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

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

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

Huh, got to get better with time

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

Got their claims and fame but were chased by hatred flames

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

I had a dream, and i chased it,