This is a song about "Dead cloud carnival"

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Before we lift to the cloud,

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Floating on a cloud i hope i never fall

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Welcome to our carnival

This carnival is straight from hell

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Creepy carnival, does that ring a bell?

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

And bad bitches give me head and tell

This carnival is straight from hell