This is a song about "Cool breeze"

Breeze blowin, takin my worries away.

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

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

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Watch me rock the house with a breeze

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

And my main bitch, she just started school

Now sit at ease and just shoot the breeze

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

Consisting of all existing emcees, its a breeze, breathe slow

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though