This is a song about "Cloud over my head"

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Going over your head, i'm climbing to the top

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

All you see is red all over my bed cant even see my head cuz im dead.

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

My voice make her wet

And now there in my head.

Nobody ain't own us yet

Dead they chose money over your head"

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

A black cloud is my mascot your unworthy crap is the only thing you have got

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

It takes away my storm cloud.

We will never die, we are forever alive

Scratch my head over the wounds and infect you with my lice