This is a song about "Evaporation condensation precipitation transperation runoff groundwater atmosphere infiltration"

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

I start to think it's all planned

The lyrical surgeon uncertain if he fits in raps atmosphere

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

In the ocean there's another atmosphere.

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Its here, the future we feared, this perished atmosphere,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I'm looking down on the atmosphere