Breeze of life

The beat the breeze the life

What happened to good times

For over written in post bail

Now I fail to win

Now I jump then pin

Imma rhietouss sin

All from my dome

I dont need a pen

Dreams of paper

Living luxurious

Flow expedetrious

Me myself and I

was the parents of us

Who raised us me

Who got us when were at lows

Who gets us food when we can't eat im too mean I love green

Treat it so precious like my own son

Like when breezy lost his son

Damn cus just keep yuh head up

And know we will make it one day

shit got me tired no job for me here

A white wigger ain't gon get hired but I'm far from a wanna be

I mean we all had a hard life but tell me

who hasn't way above the top but

I could care less who the richest im changeless

my wishing well centsless pointed up and down like a pintrest

money is my point of intrest dreams to goals like soccer rounds

touch my first remi then made my first remix

Down on the ground I was raised up from the cement

a rose to a rose im the rose that rose from the cement