This is a song about "Clouds"

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

The sun is now gone, see dark clouds comin' out

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

I hope that you'll remember me when the clouds are away

Blowin out my mouth smoke clouds yo i'm faded

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

Waving goodbye when the clouds roll by

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Black clouds circle my weary head