This is a song about "Room to breathe"

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

Its getting harder and harder to breathe,

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

I picked you up and ran to the dining room

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My head was not small enough to fit this room

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Feeling like the air is hard to breathe in

Lets take this to the room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

I take her to my room and bust it open

But there's nothing i havnt tried to breathe

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave