This is a song about "Sound cloud"

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Now that's six cops found on that ground

Hope you enjoy this sound

Here i go again, searching for love

Stuck in a cloud of consciousness,

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

We know we always out

Before we lift to the cloud,

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

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

Yea your gna love my sound

They can’t even come around

And now these hoes are on my line

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time