This is a song about "Atmosphere"

As i light one for ill will

I'm looking down the atmosphere

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Looking down the atmosphere

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

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

Out of the atmosphere, world in a bubble

I got rich from a little struggle

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Outta this world to the atmosphere

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The lyrical surgeon uncertain if he fits in raps atmosphere

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

K'naan and wale got money in the bank