This is a song about "Stank breath"

Ill be spitting these bars right untill my last breath

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

At lunch i'll follow, you feel my breath

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

Cut your breath and don’t think

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

The more that i recollect, i spit with fresher breath,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

When static taste my breath

Baby i’mma mess, mess

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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