This is a song about "Respiration"

I got a dollar and a dream

Breathing heavy foggy from steam

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

Time sits still yet to depression i am consigned

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

Cause she's my little brat that warms my heart when it is freezing

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

With my lost saints. i love thee with the breath,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

I felt something awaken within me. a new way to breathe.

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Neurotic thought patterns, the need of room to breathe