This is a song about "Clouds"

Shout to the clouds n the rain

See dog? rap is my aim

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Its a party in the clouds don't need an invitation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Black clouds circle my weary head

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

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

I'm the wonder woman, let me go get my rope

No need to smoke purp with her i am on the clouds

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