This is a song about "Breeze"

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

These obstacles leave you flying around like a tropic breeze do//

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Like a tumble weed in the western breeze.

That'll do anything that i please

4-3... yea, remember that please

Have a crib, feel the breeze

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Petrol clouds lurked over several crowds of people in the chilly breeze

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Watch me rock the house with a breeze

But more importantly taught me to pray

Breeze blowin, takin my worries away.