This is a song about "Your breath stinks ahoia so keep quiet"

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

So i guess it would be good if you keep your mouth shut

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

So keep it up and have your fun

Ok i hear you talkin

So keep your hats on the rap's on so get your strap on

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Yo breath so bad you need a breath mint.

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

And when i win this battle and you try to keep it quiet

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

So be quiet for now while i tell you what's the time

Hold yo breath so you don't choke,

When i'm on it, on it like my job