This is a song about "Breath mints"

Cut your breath and don’t think

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Ill be spitting these bars right untill my last breath

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I got laugh till the last breath

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

At lunch i'll follow, you feel my breath

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Better yet, we used to take the next step in every breath,

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

I just play my part make moves like chess

So close your eyes and hold your breath,