This is a song about "Up in da clouds"

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

But in reality you in da crazy house actin worse

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

Theres snakes up in the grass, but cass gon blast when da beef is on.

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

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

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

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Got ma head in da books

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

Wake da fuck up,solder!tonight we'll have dinner in hell!

Every modafaka tries to be da god,fuck up his loaders

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

Petrol clouds lurked over several crowds of people in the chilly breeze