This is a song about "The ort cloud"

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

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

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

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

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

Westside, bitch i run mine

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

These other rap niggas should never be a problem

On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum

Before we lift to the cloud,

If you to check out

I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,

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