This is a song about "Ohhhh breezy"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

School was quite nice, felt a little breezy/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Starting blowing breezy

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Learned from the game how to stack the breezy

You easy to diss you breezy piss

It's a beautiful bliss

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

She never ready to go so she forever come

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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