This is a song about "The ort cloud"

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

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

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

I think my rapking crown is crowned so start up a big round black cloud

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

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

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

* amalgam digital download bonus track

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

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

I'm running out of time

A black cloud is my mascot your unworthy crap is the only thing you have got

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block