This is a song about "H breezy"

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Learned from the game how to stack the breezy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Get that h-i cus c simeon got risin stock/

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Not #h or a #king but ill #hit a #pedigree