This is a song about "Breezy"

Learned from the game how to stack the breezy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Starting blowing breezy

I’m tryna be low key

Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

You easy to diss you breezy piss

You ain’t never been higher than this

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

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

School was quite nice, felt a little breezy/

Look it something they can't ever see