This is a song about "The clouds"

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

The clouds are black and the skies are grey

Few chips, i get out n' spray

I wish i could reach up and touch the clouds, they hang above me,

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Waving goodbye when the clouds roll by

And i guess you are blind, clouds obstructing your eyes

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Leave u dead and ya boys lookin for u movin wit the clouds/

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

One look at the clouds, do u see me?

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

You shouldnt look back to the past in fact just look up in the clouds