This is a song about "Cloud computing"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Now i live it out

It takes away my storm cloud.

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

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

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

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

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Before we lift to the cloud,

How i'm outgoing but don't be going out

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

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