This is a song about "Cloud nine walkers"

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Till the day that i grabbed that nine

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

Day walkers are weak, they lack our keen senses

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Got that nine yea im faded

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

Mean alot more to me, check me out

It takes away my storm cloud.

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

And it rules everything around them

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