This is a song about "Up in da clouds"

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

Walk into the bathroom stall and i'd rather see em take a bullet in da

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

They say no fighting in da club so i broght my matic

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

This power, superwoman, in da sky, im feelin fly

So wtf, i’m enemy #1 in da pub

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Stand up high and reach the clouds