This is a song about "Dead cloud"

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Hopefully the next album can help me out

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

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

Put that data in the cloud like that acid rain

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

I'm just here to have a good time