This is a song about "Cloud computing"

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

Can barely walk the city streets

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

Before we lift to the cloud,

Can't seem to find a solid ground

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum

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

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

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

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain