This is a song about "Cloud rap"

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

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

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

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I've got a storm cloud followin' me...

Thought i had it mapped out but i guess i didn't, this fucking black cloud

Not into diamonds i'm shining just to get geechied out

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

You never heard of a sweeter sound until you've been high as a cloud

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out