This is a song about "Atmospheric layers"

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

But it has been ripped off in layers,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Everynight i stare, and say my prayers, blood drips from the missing layers,

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

Diamond bling layers, i'm rhyming with a #king #slayer,

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

Sitting back all these layers need to peal

Say your fucking prayers, stop cuttin layers, gods telling me your a sin waiting to happen,

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Pen and paper, peel the layers

I’ve never seen my neighbors