This is a song about "Cloud rap"

I'm so loud den dis fucking black cloud! hit u from every directions ma spitz globing around!//

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

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

My tires align with the play, but the times out

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

And panned out, i'm all in love

Stuck in a cloud of consciousness,