This is a song about "Clouds and llamas"

Waving goodbye when the clouds roll by

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Do not attempt to interfere

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

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

No dark clouds, just silver linings

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

New school, old school outside

Vicious viscous clouds your flow, victory is my impulse

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones