This is a song about "Little clouds"

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

This batmobile is real hard to steer

Shout to the clouds n the rain

Grown men in this game

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

And i guess you are blind, clouds obstructing your eyes

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Vicious viscous clouds your flow, victory is my impulse

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

You shouldnt look back to the past in fact just look up in the clouds

Above the clouds close to nothing just the sun rise

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice