This is a song about "Little clouds"

Black clouds circle my weary head

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

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

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Waving goodbye when the clouds roll by

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

One look at the clouds, do u see me?

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

But keep them cigarettes away

The clouds are black and the skies are grey