This is a song about "Hold your breath"

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

- with no bait, kid your boy hold weight

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Hold up i'm your baby.

I'll spill your guts and i'll murder you till your last breath,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Put your rapping on hold,

Black woman you cold

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath