This is a song about "Atmosphere"

I feel like i'm flying out of the atmosphere

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

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

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

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

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

Outta this world to the atmosphere

Me against you the movie of the year

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Its here, the future we feared, this perished atmosphere,