This is a song about "The atmosphere"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Looking down on the atmosphere

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

And never should you tear

Looking down the atmosphere

I'm looking down the atmosphere

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

In the ocean there's another atmosphere.

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

I feel like i'm flying out of the atmosphere

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill