This is a song about "The cloud"

Everything ain't what it seems

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

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.

I've got a storm cloud followin' me...

The good kid from the ugly city

I try not to obey them at anytime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

You never heard of a sweeter sound until you've been high as a cloud