This is a song about "Layers of the atmosphere"

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Everynight i stare, and say my prayers, blood drips from the missing layers,

Haters beware, i can see clear

Looking down the atmosphere

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

Diamond bling layers, i'm rhyming with a #king #slayer,

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

Outta this world to the atmosphere

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

We've lost so many kids to gun violence, and the facts are worse,

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

As i light one for ill will

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

The lyrical surgeon uncertain if he fits in raps atmosphere