This is a song about "Lungs functioning"

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I'm the most evil ever created, already infestin your lungs

But now im getting out and shouting till my lungs collapse

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass

Flowing untill their lungs are blow up

I don't really give a fuck

And i can't help but notice

On my tongue and in my lungs

Used to get ignored until the mic cord started functioning

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening