This is a song about "You re the rainbow in my cloud"

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

I said believe in your dreams

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

On re up, need strips in cases

Rub the wood and ima show em love

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree