This is a song about "Hot breath"

Fuck that job been around that block

Cause i'm always served hot

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

His attachment, flawed till his last breath/

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

My culture's smiling, getting more in depth with each breath

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Yo breath so bad you need a breath mint.

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Put that weak shit down before i take away your last breath

Dc has never seen such progress

That make it hard to breath