This is a song about "Ohhhh breezy"

Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

Ships that sail to distant places

You easy to diss you breezy piss

Starting blowing breezy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

School was quite nice, felt a little breezy/

But know i'm breezing through writers block even though it isn't breezy

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Learned from the game how to stack the breezy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Young jeezy/ any one who ends in the easy-/ they saying it's simple and breezy//