This is a song about "Breezy"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Starting blowing breezy

You easy to diss you breezy piss

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

But know i'm breezing through writers block even though it isn't breezy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Learned from the game how to stack the breezy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I'm bigger than the code, i'm game genie

School was quite nice, felt a little breezy/

Young jeezy/ any one who ends in the easy-/ they saying it's simple and breezy//

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree