This is a song about "Vape cloud"

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

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

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Then become a fuckin' addict, wait 'till those days cloud,

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

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

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Deep questions, cloud my head all the time

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

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

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

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