This is a song about "Space clouds"

And i got them gold bottles, first place

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

And i guess you are blind, clouds obstructing your eyes

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Been tryin my best to give you your space

Overseas or outer space

See money talk and these days

Say you through will all my foul ways

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,