This is a song about "Vape cloud"

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

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

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

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

My niggas clownbring a pound

Before we lift to the cloud,