This is a song about "Atmosphere"

Not just hoes, and lambos, in a great atmosphere

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

Out of the atmosphere, world in a bubble

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Here's your nigga, come hear this year

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

I wish i could live with no fear

Looking down on the atmosphere

As i light one for ill will

I'm looking down the atmosphere

And never should you fear

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

I feel like i'm flying out of the atmosphere