Cloudchaser Rage

Yuh…

Alex in the cockpit…

Cloudchaser, where you at?

Thirty planes on the shelf… but only one in the giveaway.

This that rage flight…

buckle up.

Bro flexin’ thirty planes like he runnin’ the fleet,

But his bank account cryin’ every time he hits “repeat.” Talkin’ big,

talkin’ loud, like he captain of the sky,

But he only gave one plane — man don’t even try.

Thirty bucks, sixty bucks,

that ain’t luxury at all,

Actin’ like he Bezos but he shop at the mall.

Showin’ off his little models like he run the aviation scene,

But his wallet lookin’ thinner than a Spirit Airlines seat,

yuh.

Cloud digger, cloud chaser,

clout miner with a dream,

Thirty planes on your shelf,

but you only gave one to the team.

You ain’t generous, you ain’t bold,

you just hungry for the views,

Cloudchaser, you ain’t chasin’ clouds — you chasin’ YouTube news. (yeah)

You got thirty-two planes lined up like a runway,

But only gave one out,

guess you broke on a Sunday.

Talkin’ like you Santa,

but you barely givin’ gifts,

Your giveaways be weaker than a plane with engine drift.

Kids in the comments enterin’ fifty times each,

But you scroll and pick your buddy — man that’s comedy,

capiche? You ain’t slick,

we see the trick,

you ain’t foolin’ aviation,

You just want the clout boost,

not the real appreciation.

Thirty planes, thirty dreams,

but you only share one,

Actin’ like you Oprah but you barely havin’ fun.

If generosity was fuel,

you’d be stuck at the gate,

Cloudchaser, man your giveaways ain’t even up to date.

Rage mode,

rage flow, turbulence in my veins,

I’m spittin’ on the beat

like a storm hittin’ the planes.

Cloud digger, cloud chaser,

clout miner with a dream,

Thirty planes on your shelf,

but you only gave one to the team.

Flexin’ like you Bezos,

but you broke behind the scenes,

Cloudchaser, you ain’t chasin’ clouds — you chasin’ dopamine. (yeah)

Yeah…

Alex out the cockpit.

Next giveaway?

I’m takin’ flight.

Rage mode off…

for now.