This is a song about "Walking on the clouds"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

My garage full of cars that bounce

Stand up high and reach the clouds

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Street walking all you jock straps on the cock with hunger

Balling, but it’s not a game

Shout to the clouds n the rain

All the while the thin line i was walking on would dip lower below the edge barely hanging on,

Or the doggone casanova double teamin maria sharapova with the don juan

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

No need to smoke purp with her i am on the clouds