This is a song about "Path of exhale"

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

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

But exhale whats within out ya mind,

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

They say to be careful of the path you tread, and this path you led

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

So rather follow the path of righteousness which is the mighty god

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

But exhale whats within out ya mind,

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

But i took a different path

My path is tight 'n chosen, the fabric of life firmly woven

Leave them with a smaller buzz, lowest thing, vagina swollen