This is a song about "Looking to the clouds for an answer"

Its a party in the clouds don't need an invitation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

As she’s rushing to the hospital looking for a way quick,

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Looking for a reason to suppress the emotions.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Haha im twisted aint i incase ya waiting for an answer

No, i'm not taking "no" for an answer anymore

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I sent god the message now im waiting for the answer