Mac Infinity

Utopia Drive

Cheech and Chong

Thumbin Thru

Neighborhood Flexer

When I was little 
I wanted to be a meteorologist 
A cloud psychologist 
Prodding at the clouds emotions 
Hoping something would magically fall out of them and into my hands 

Until one day i was overcasted 
As I brainstormed 
Something so drastic
That no one would believe me 
Until it they had saw what happened 

I'm a star mom
And I know its raining right now
But God promised a rainbow after 
He flooded the Earth 
To cleanse me of my sins...
I'm born again 

Shit seems impossible 
Hell even far fetched 
But as I glance at reality
I cant seem to get my head out of the clouds 

Laughing at my pain
I think our scars are humorous 

Cracking jokes
As we try to get high of the fumes of it 

I'm trying to stand up
But I'm sitting down on the cumulus...

Cumulus: A Film By Mac Infinity

F    You De'Auan

Keep That

03 Turkey Bacon Freestyle

04 Allergic

05 Domesticated Niggas

06 Loco

07 Criterianaire (Interlude)

08 B.D.E. (feat. Duckie)

09 Talk To Me Nice

10 Strawberry Shortcake

11 10 Toes (feat. Aaliyah Ali)

12 Medium Ghetto

13 Stolen Shoes

14 Ante Up

15 I Quit

16 Gift

17 Grace

Who All There?