This is a song about "Im on that cloud 9"

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

On this mission that im killing,

The reason that im here is cause im on a quest

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

That’s only if they handle

Fuck that, im already an idol

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

When ever we talk, i feel like i am on cloud nine wit ya