This is a song about "Glasses and bad breath"

So breath, step back and reflect,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

This is everything that we call hype

Breath held tight, biting your lip, and your dead by night/

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

You've gotta take it easy, and inhale with sniper's breath,

Woke up this morning, bad breath and a hard dick

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Take a breath and a pause for the toaster

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

And you all will respect that

Told me whats good and bad