This is a song about "Atmosphere"

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

As i light one for ill will

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

The lyrical surgeon uncertain if he fits in raps atmosphere

Looking down the atmosphere

Unable to think clear

Out of the atmosphere, world in a bubble

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Bitch, boy, im the most clairvoyant bitch you cant find in this atmosphere

This batmobile is real hard to steer

I feel like i'm flying out of the atmosphere

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Which made me have to wait like leap year