This is a song about "Barale breathing"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

I won't blow it, won't stop until i quit breathing,

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Hiking till my feet are bleeding and the water blocks my breathing

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Ape agility with fire breathing versatility,

I spit fire like a fire breathing animal

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Or they put in hard work and wanted it more then breathing

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Looked from behind and i think i stopped breathing,

They're all light skinned barely breathing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring