This is a song about "Blowing in the breeze"

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Tell them rappers snuggle up, if their gonna let the winter breeze in

In front of our building, they was my heroes

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

The strange fruit, crops growin', blowin' in the breeze,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Young k blowing up the world like the fuckin portland trailblazers.

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

The truth, now it's told, cold 'till in the morning breeze,

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Have a crib, feel the breeze

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

I was the one blowing yo pussy ass while yo sis in kitchen