This is a song about "Lil breeze"

Police chase on the news breeze through this race perused

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Cuz you gon' chase cheese

Blow away in the breeze

The strange fruit, crops growin', blowin' in the breeze,

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

Like a tumble weed in the western breeze.

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Got tired of running from the police

Watch me rock the house with a breeze

Lil wayne, lil brain, suck my cock

Bring the keys, oh my god

Snap necks with ease cool as a breeze

We can make more, make babies