This is a song about "Cloud computing"

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

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

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

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Can barely walk the city streets

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

I've got a storm cloud followin' me...

You see now that nigga lonely

When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went