This is a song about "The cloud"

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

You reflect in this heart of mine

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

Thought i had it mapped out but i guess i didn't, this fucking black cloud