This is a song about "Cloud conspiracy"

Stuck in a cloud of consciousness,

And panned out, i'm all in love

It's all a conspiracy,

Cause some of you bitches funny

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

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

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

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

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

He been waiting for his connection to come

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Epic, they used to feed me detours

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops