This is a song about "School high clouds"

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Then came high school where everything's different see

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

School was a bummer; all the teachers act with high notoriety

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Skies are black, clouds are red

You already know you're dead

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

We put a wreath on niggas' career

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

No dark clouds, just silver linings

Graduated from high school i'm still tryna fuck the faculty

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

School was a bummer, all the teachers were acting like they had high notoriety

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see