This is a song about "Atmosphere"

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Out of the atmosphere, world in a bubble

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

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

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

I'm gon remember her, but still

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

The lyrical surgeon uncertain if he fits in raps atmosphere