This is a song about "Cloud formation"

Before we lift to the cloud,

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

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

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

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

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Got it on lock, you just locked out

It takes away my storm cloud.