This is a song about "Breeze mode"

4-3... yea, remember that please

And blow tree's like an ocean breeze

Like a tumble weed in the western breeze.

But in the meantime it's lights please

Snap necks with ease cool as a breeze

Got her going down, no teeth

The realizations of a brain in panic mode

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Call me a monster wait until i go beast mode

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Step to the plate and get a taste, i'm in battle mode

'cuz i'll turn beast mode, get a speedboat

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

Well..now imma go into the fight back mode

Lifestyles of the young and the broke