This is a song about "H breezy"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

You easy to diss you breezy piss

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

But i can't stop like r h c p

Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

With foreign names, valet the range

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

H!yeah my friends aren't the best influences, but they provide me the most

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