This is a song about "Cloud maker"

You know what get pissed let me pass on the storm cloud.

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

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

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

They couldn't step in time even if they had a pace maker.

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

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

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

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