This is a song about "Anaerobic respiration"

But exhale whats within out ya mind,

Relationships should never rewind

We should fuck each others mothers

Had the nerve since my birth/

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

My verbals rip shit brains give birth to thoughts in triplets

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Got me rushed to the station

Im my own inspiration

On poetry of rap i breath bright to exhale the feel sleight

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Watch me blow like i exhale this rap shit

A book for inspiration started sayin' "why bother"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for