This is a song about "Breezy"

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

You easy to diss you breezy piss

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Learned from the game how to stack the breezy

School was quite nice, felt a little breezy/

Once as a slave who imagined being free

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

Starting blowing breezy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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