This is a song about "Cloud nine"

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

I gots cravin for a number nine

And just in time your head is mine

Go like i never seen a red light shine

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Nope, never, this cloud of darkness will shroud then devour

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

Rob you on the street with the nine

Corduroys, cam will shine

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

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around