This is a song about "Smoke cloud"

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Stuck in a cloud of consciousness,

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

Promise me you won't step out of line

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

I put it down your throat

I smoke on the best smoke

Ever since then i had no job

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Then become a fuckin' addict, wait 'till those days cloud,